Poem: A Date

A Date Sitting here with a warm drink in my hands and with you sitting across the table the air seems to freeze, pausing all time’s sands. The sound of a tune we love from that band, drifting through our ears and minds as able. Sitting here with a warm drink in my hands, we … Continue reading Poem: A Date

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Poem: Yellow Signs Rising

Yellow Signs Rising Yellow sun rising as the silken thread is spun through the air, through twists and turns, ups and downs, slides and glides. The words form                              slowly,                         … Continue reading Poem: Yellow Signs Rising