Actions speak louder then any words, even a four lettered one


If I dare to give my love

I’m afraid I would be taken by hate

Missing Myself

“I’m so sorry I haven’t written sooner but I’ve been far away and got lost a bit in my travels.”

Butterfly Bouquets

Catching the tears that fall from a storm

When her basin is full and begins to overflow

From sadness a garden of flowers she makes grow

Temporary Blindness

Some instincts were created as part of a defense mechanism and they are no longer needed but they are still there laying low beneath the surface of your smile.

A Pane Apart

You’re staring through the window pane

Blind to me, I’m not yet to be

Perpetual Tides

Collecting broken pieces when the water ebbs to its lowest point so you can admire and see the value of them when the tide is high

Embedded Debris

Will anyone see the pith that stumbled on embedded debris