Mighty did this flower grow.
In – sun florescence flourishes.
You’re standing so tall.
Try not to fall.
That would surly squelch
your branches –
tiny flora’s depending on you.
the stories behind the pictures, and vice versa
Lucidly in shadows. Poetry from a hand that writes misty.
A drop of ink may make a million think.
Following My Muse
Poetry From the Heart!
A PLACE FOR PROFESSIONAL & PASSIONATE POETS
flash fiction and other writing
It's going to be HUGE!
A little something for you.