Winter

Bippity bop hip hop,temperature drop,snowballs on the the move,Elsa’s in her groove,and now for the real expedition.Do you have some thyme, or at least a rhyme of a faint memory in disguise or a warm spirit being victimised?Is it the whitewash you wanted for the house you’ll end up mortgaging?Is it the circle of life... Continue Reading →

Spring

I have trudged past the deliberate cold, now to venture into kingdoms of gold and purchase floral prints that our Heavenly Father reluctantly sold.and yet when I see the ashes from that bygone era portrayed as nothing but dust about to be swept away to give way for the next great inspiration,it acts as reminder... Continue Reading →

Autumn

The lonely sound of the leaves rustlingin the slow breezebefore they’re a carpetof auburn, gold, and dirtfills the air,as the spry streetrests for the night. This fiery road of flammable sheetswhere laughter resounds and hearts beat,echoes in the heatof nine thousand soulswalking to and fro nine thousand times. Troubled eyes,mirthful smiles alikeamble down this roadin... Continue Reading →

Havoc

do you remember the havoc of our hushed conversations held on the rooftops of the sand castles we built, with these hands we use to hurt one another? do you remember the sky turning lilac as the summer sun set on the very worst of you, the very worst of us? do you remember the... Continue Reading →

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