My legs are stuck in a trance.
Winter arrives before the wolves suspect, and a big blizzard hits. Will they all be able to survive the harsh weather?
the ashes, the remnants of war, the departed souls of loved ones.
Hey all! I wrote a little poem today about how I've sorta felt during this quarantine, with isolation and dealing with solitude. It's also a special post because all of the pictures used in this were ...
It is time for Fact #4! Ready to learn more about me??
Whenever I'm so upset that I lose the ability to articulate my feelings, my world dissolves into a torrent of malformed words and frigid rain.
A renewed draft of A Hurricane's Wrath!!
Poetry transcends the feelings of each artist who searches
in the universe for the reason of life.
The world has tilted on its axis, leaving me to free fall into a new life. But in the beginning of something new, things are always dim and chaotic.
| Temporary.|
Needed an outlet to display my poems. More are to come. Please donโt be afraid to follow, and message with questions or your idea of what it may mean.
i keep running straight in what i think is the direction west as i scramble and stagger through the dark oak trees.
this is a bit long btw
For the prompt "midnight" and discusses how one should not just survive life, but live it.
It's about recovering something that you believe is lost.
Winter arrives before the wolves suspect, and a big blizzard hits. Will they all be able to survive the harsh weather?
the ashes, the remnants of war, the departed souls of loved ones.
Hey all! I wrote a little poem today about how I've sorta felt during this quarantine, with isolation and dealing with solitude. It's also a special post because all of the pictures used in this were ...
It is time for Fact #4! Ready to learn more about me??
Whenever I'm so upset that I lose the ability to articulate my feelings, my world dissolves into a torrent of malformed words and frigid rain.
A renewed draft of A Hurricane's Wrath!!
Poetry transcends the feelings of each artist who searches
in the universe for the reason of life.
The world has tilted on its axis, leaving me to free fall into a new life. But in the beginning of something new, things are always dim and chaotic.
| Temporary.|
Needed an outlet to display my poems. More are to come. Please donโt be afraid to follow, and message with questions or your idea of what it may mean.
i keep running straight in what i think is the direction west as i scramble and stagger through the dark oak trees.
this is a bit long btw
For the prompt "midnight" and discusses how one should not just survive life, but live it.
It's about recovering something that you believe is lost.