A Sonnet in Pink
’Tis true, I never thought to think, to dream,
To find the words while crafting this, midstream;
And yet, t’was but one color that did seem
To reach, inspire, set my mind
Oceans of Mine
numbers divided
five days ago
i wrote to you
wishing I’d hear from you
three weeks ago
you wrote to me
but, one word will never do
nine years ago
we scened but once
Muse
We write; and it is not with a blind eye that we see ourselves, nor with deaf ears that we hear the cries of our hearts and souls - and those of others whom
Might Makes Wrong
Sociological systems are intriguing to explore, especially if one can fully immerse oneself in them. The danger, of course, is the pain and heartache one can experience, the trauma due to social behavior
Rush
Yes,
It came and went so quickly:
A storm that passed between,
Swept us up in a dream –
And, in a climactic scream,
Emptied
Us
Both.
Beautiful perfection
Existed for a moment,
Faltered