New Sprout, Master Juggler, Wild Dreamer, Mind Bender
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Tag Archives: Poem
Verses at Dusk Upon Pentucket Pond Outlet Reservoir
What catches the eye…
Meaning and Movement in Stillness and Commotion
Not quite in the midst of autumn, like a ripple neath the horizon of substantial reformation. Miraculous revelations shall come to pass like a gust of wind, or a storm […]
Don’t Loose Hope
A short poem designed to inspire and promote positivity.
Poetic Experimentation
Hypothesis & Conclusion
State of Massachusetts
Scenic drives, freezing temperatures & rosy cheeks; What a sweet weekend treat.
II.
My dear, I am sorry for weeping, my gaze is as blue as melancholy, my song soft as snow as I whisper weeps these weathered months My conscience is seldom […]
Villanelle
She can’t have it all. Each time she may never wake; so she writes her dreams on the bedroom wall. On the horizon her thoughts give her a call. Wild […]
I.
Looking up at the midnight sky All the stars burning so bright. Tiny twinkles of desolate towns far far away, That I may never discover, In its vast entirety. We […]
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