A short and simple poem on the daily prompt ^^
An artifact from autumn 2018, when it all began (the poetry, that is, among other things). ππΌπ
https://youtu.be/anQlB3-PQZ4
Leo and the Bewley's Cafe narrates fragments of my relationship with Leo in the late 1990s in Dublin. They are moments related discontinuously. Leo's swimming generates a conducting element in the sto...
...your words, how they silently stir my heart...
Bedtime whiff of thoughts. May you find yourself between the lines.
Source: https://boilingwaters.ph/fragments/
Being me is hard, but figuring out what it means was harder. In the end, the definition of who you are is not just one thing, it is everything.
Rambling on the 220 is about fragments and unconnected thoughts on my way to work crossing West London early in the morning.
An artifact from autumn 2018, when it all began (the poetry, that is, among other things). ππΌπ
https://youtu.be/anQlB3-PQZ4
Leo and the Bewley's Cafe narrates fragments of my relationship with Leo in the late 1990s in Dublin. They are moments related discontinuously. Leo's swimming generates a conducting element in the sto...
...your words, how they silently stir my heart...
Bedtime whiff of thoughts. May you find yourself between the lines.
Source: https://boilingwaters.ph/fragments/
Being me is hard, but figuring out what it means was harder. In the end, the definition of who you are is not just one thing, it is everything.
Rambling on the 220 is about fragments and unconnected thoughts on my way to work crossing West London early in the morning.