Should God forget the ones that He made?
And watch as they, all, flow down a drain?
For you are His hands, His heart, His mouthpiece.
And with your eyes shall you witness His return.
A quiet corner for writers to get inspired one word at a time.
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!