When trees burn, they leave the smell of heartbreak in the air."Jodi Thomas Quatrain: Ent no escape As the fire burnsThe trees stand tallThey cannot runThey can only fall Lune: goodbye mother nature 'I have nothing left'scorned loverssmouldering farewell ...Tripartition 3 The anticipated collapse came, whose imminence shocked the forests, which fell like a house … Continue reading Tripartition Part 3
LifeIs strange We tradeOur time for things Then wishWe had more time When we shouldBe grateful to have time at all Eugi's Weekly Prompt: Gratitude
"I'll be thinking of you and I'll see you again, real soon." She lingered in the doorway, waiting for a form of reciprocation she hadn't received in years. "Oh!" "Yes?" She turned, smile beaming. "Before you go, close the door. You always leave it open. Drives me crazy." "Okay sweetie. I love you."
When routinely exacerbated, the worn infliction Finds shelter in elevated levels of diction With the rattle of an empty alms box Those driven from the hovel, are born of the fox Light stomachs lead light hands Then time will see to the burden of demands Where the soul of the humble dwells There is salt … Continue reading Christmas Box
I may look but I'll never touch And I think you expect as much But if one should pop From out your top I guess I could help and such