The backward lens Peering within and throughout Past weathered and faded masks Through airs and arrogance All our faces of doubt Nothing hides for long…
Tag: poetry
I wonder. . . What kind of pen Do you employ? Is it coil-bound media Or a sketchbook you’d enjoy? Have you ever been writing…
Every day, it’s very likely we will fail
Every day, it’s very likely we will see this
As a bad thing
It’s all for love
And belonging
Meet me at the corner of fate and fortune
Where the answers are spoken
By hearts oft broken
Where stories collide
Collecting inside
The reverie