Early Riser

Dawn draws nigh,
As time goes by,
And I am left here wanting…

The Early Bird

It is a sad little song,
Warbled in the dawn…

Missing

It is just another day,
But it does not feel the same…

In the Hush

The dawn whispers good morning,
Peeking above the mountain covers…

Early Riser

Dawn draws nigh,
As time goes by,
And I am left here wanting…

Sunday Morning

I can smell your coffee,
As morning light dapples your hair…

The Early Bird

It is a sad little song,
Warbled in the dawn…

The Wee Hours

It’s dark. The only light, the fluorescent glow of the screen. Like a campfire, it cannot reach past where I sit.

JaZzArt en València

Faith saved us from the savages that we were, losing faith makes us savages again

Suicide Squeeze

Often Misunderstood

A Struggling Author

My Journey with You

The Poetorium at Starlite

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Sabrina Escorcio

Poetry and Prose

BLOSSOM READS

Cherish every moment

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

Harley Reborn

♠️Rip It Up & Start Again♥️

UnderthePhilosotree

Connecting philosophy to the world around us

PoeticBelle by Srishti Mundhra

Dichotomy | Contrast | Life