Unspoken

Turn stale and crumble in decay,
Blown in the winds yesterdays…

I Wonder

I wonder if you have changed,
If what we went through…

Expectations

If I expect nothing of myself,
Then nothing I become…

Construct of Time

We are but a speck of ink,
On a billion pages of history…

Soap Bubbles

Thin spheres stretched,
Adrift to whim,
Delicate dance…

If I Had Known

If I had known, it would end like this,
I would have lingered longer in each kiss…

Forgotten

Your words now, mere whispers in the willows,
The fragrance of yesterdays and long gones…

Construct of Time

We are but a speck of ink,
On a billion pages of history…

The Other Side

Our love was but an arc in time,
A span of moments,
Bridging one shore to another…

Whispers

A thousand words said a picture’s worth,
But these do not speak to me at all,
Wonderous world of the moment seen,
Unrevealed by the thin and small…

Flannel with Faith

Embracing imperfection with faith, flannel, & fresh air

JaZzArt en València

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

Suicide Squeeze

Often Misunderstood

The Poetorium at Starlite

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

Harley Reborn

♠️Rip It Up & Start Again♥️

D.C. Gilbert

Award-winning Author, Veteran

Rum and Robots

We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive

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

A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.

Perception

A journey into the labyrinth of my sceptical mind.

Pete Springer

Passionate Teacher and Future Children's Author