poetry

The quietude of the morning blanket of clouds Absorbs all sound and brings forth those of nature like a symphonic...

Her eyes the color of the cosmos— favorite jeans— dried lavender Bracing yet soulful A raincloud wandering like a bluesy...

The sea whispers the infinitely interesting in my earbr I listen at riskbr Flirting with disintegrationbr At the corner of...

I’ve lost my mind I need it back because it is one-of-a-kind Classically vintage and heavily worn due to use...

A tree reaching for the sun Is honorable Or windblown the other way JArtB 26 September 2022 Note: tropism;...