Happiness is a thought, a state of being All stoics bear their own fruit, risking oblivion What man or woman…
I.....Feel it I Feel it pounding, not unlike a heartbeat, this Strange and knowing feeling, driving me, driving my soul…
Laying on the beach, sand over toes and wind through hair, Thought's flee and spirit's rise, Needs fade, heart soothes,…
Father of mine, with your absent care Words unexpressed are heard nonetheless He spake hardly at all, but showed the…
Swish and flick, the quill or stick The writer knows the way His words flow up, down and around His…
This is a test run at Alliteration. Sally sighed sadly as she sat stiffly The terrible truth traversed through…
Endless oceans of pulsing beats bash against a wretched form Break not this body won’t, faintly standing as darkness envelops…
Now I knew John, who was a man, when being a man was tough He married well, lived even better,…