Weep no more,
as if the soft sands
should bid thee
least the sun
refuse to shine.
entreat to know defeat.
But weep not.
Love is love. Everything else is something else.
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. - George Gordon Byron
Following My Muse
Poetry From the Heart!
A PLACE FOR PROFESSIONAL & PASSIONATE POETS
flash fiction and other writing
It's going to be HUGE!