My poem OH LOOK! was published and now trending on Spillwords Press!Many thanks to the Editors for the selection. I am honored! This poem is the second in a trilogy I wrote about our Corona days. Watch the #spokenwordpoetry video of this poem on my YouTube...
When the hours grow longand the days shortwithout purposenor meaningwhen the evenings turn coldand you feel emptyand aloneyou will rememberrememberhow oncein what now seemsa distant dreamyou were lovedtruly lovedyou were cravedand desiredyou were wantedand adoredyou...
Soon the days will grow shorterand the evening will come fastI’ll sit here by the fireto warm in its cast. Soon the night will fallthe light will go awayjust as you have done–you never meant to stay. Soon as sure the winterwill return to my heartand once again...
The fog grew thick upon the groundthe morning of the Day of Judgmentthe street was silent save for chirpsand leaves rustling on cracking pavement.They awoke early from their slumberto face the day aheadto balance deeds to kin that echoedresentments that were held. In...
Gray Days
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