Red, Orange, Yellow paint the scene. Short sleeves start to fall. Cool breeze settle in. Shorter days, longer nights. Summer falls, Autumn Rises. Hey guys, this past week I’ve done a lot of research on what else I could blog about besides poetry. Please vote below to which you would be most interested in. Advertisements
Cease this moment right here, right now. Memorize how you feel, what you’re wearing, the weather outside. Let’s cease this moment together. Featured Image.
The invitation was sent now excitement settles as she awaits for inquires about her series. If you would like more information or to participate please contact me at: firstname.lastname@example.org “How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single moment before starting to improve the world.” –Anne Frank
The featured image is a display of the most popular names in 2013 from the United States. I thought this photo would be a great way to introduce my own name in light of the Daily Post Photo Challenge: Names. The graphic for this post is a short poem using my first name.
What is underground? How far does one have to dig to be underground? What Is under the underground? What story does the underground know that I don’t? I found myself in Florida for an unfortunate family gathering where I met my mother’s side of the family. All the voices I heard over the phone for …
Once I was on top of the world Glancing down to find your sound. That sweet melody echoed Through the plaza. I watched you play from afar Begging you to keep playing As the sun set behind you. Now when I’m on top of the world I seek your sound only To find your ghost …
Waves crash ashore, my feet anchored within sand. A turtle crawls to freedom, the ring slips from my finger dancing before it’s swept out. Hands tremble, the sun sets, Your voice just a whisper in the wind. Image source.