Grandma Betty
· poetry
Particles of matter amidst earth and sand Bits of the universe sift through my hand The rich smell of loam...
Particles of matter amidst earth and sand Bits of the universe sift through my hand The rich smell of loam...
We are merely ants And yet I say, merely Despite the happenstance, Of sharing an equal chance In a cosmic...
Free the moor of mere existence Evaporate the vapid fog of acceptance Dispel the erroneous Harbor the harmonious Emerge as...
Pieces of air scatter the light Smattering what is left of the night Fading yesterday's woe and plight Blue is...
From within a grey matter haze The sky's thoughts untwist Into a myriad of birds in flight To clear its...