Oh, Calliope

I have come to write,
On this page so white,
But the words will not seem to come…

Still Waters

~~~ It is overwhelming. Thoughts and words whirl in my head desperate for release. Churning like the sea in a hurricane. No structure. No sense. No rhyme or reason. The pressure building till pen and paper burst the dam. A torrent of flimsy concepts, half thoughts, and unrefined prose spew across the page. Arrows and … Continue reading

The Conscious Stream

Coursing around stones and rocks
Dug from unknown biases
Changing the direction of the flow
To find a less resistive path

Still Waters

~~~ It is overwhelming. Thoughts and words whirl in my head desperate for release. Churning like the sea in a hurricane. No structure. No sense. No rhyme or reason. The pressure building till pen and paper burst the dam. A torrent of flimsy concepts, half thoughts, and unrefined prose spew across the page. Arrows and … Continue reading

Bombed Out

Thoughts fall like bombs,
Rippling the plane of my existence…

Oh, Calliope

I have come to write,
On this page so white,
But the words will not seem to come…

Still Waters

~~~ It is overwhelming. Thoughts and words whirl in my head desperate for release. Churning like the sea in a hurricane. No structure. No sense. No rhyme or reason. The pressure building till pen and paper burst the dam. A torrent of flimsy concepts, half thoughts, and unrefined prose spew across the page. Arrows and … Continue reading

The Conscious Stream

Coursing around stones and rocks
Dug from unknown biases
Changing the direction of the flow
To find a less resistive path

Bombed Out

Thoughts fall like bombs,
Rippling the plane of my existence…

Say It Now

And once I am gone,
I will not hear,
All the words that come too late…

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Embracing imperfection with faith, flannel, & fresh air

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I speak my heart out.

I didn't have my glasses on....

A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.

Pete Springer

Passionate Teacher and Future Children's Author

saania2806.wordpress.com/

Philosophy is all about being curious, asking basic questions. And it can be fun!

Poetry collection

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It's Time to Play...

yaskhan

Poetry, Photography, haiku, Life, word play, puns, free verse