December 11, 2019 I used to play herein this house with its many chambersthe attic filled with mysteriesflaking wallpaper reveals drawingsblues, reds & greensa golden sunthe dreams I dreamednow fadedbut some mysteries remain,likewere you ever real Share Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Labels micropoetry 🇬🇧 Share Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Comments
November 01, 2019 nighttime sounds: an owl in a tree,wind rustling the remaining leavesgnarly branches,black against the moonthe sweetest dreams,taking residence in my heartyou & Ian impossible possibilitythe sheets will not reveal my secrets Read more
In silence November 29, 2018 never would there evermore a song upon a breeze for music has forsaken us went lost among the trees now darkness has surrounded us and vanquished all the light in silence now we just await the visitor in the night Read more
November 23, 2019 casting my eyes to groundI find our morning shadows fadingdark clouds have gathered to shade our sunwe own our separate thoughtsboth wrought with guiltI love youstillbut my heart beats out of synclet the rain pour downI am now ready to drown Read more
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