My purpose feelsWindblown Lost in quiet skiesWhich I can’t readThe stars confuseBut still I try Life perplexesQuiet and heavyStill, I proposeA small beginningA gestureOr may be a breath A chalice of thoughtsRaise to the unknownWhich is burgeoningIn silence ………. ForWeekly… Continue reading →| Blog of Hammad Rais
The air shimmered as the light returned and this time the orb glowed bright blue.| Masons Menagerie
To inter by body….That’s a thought from which I fleeIf I can bare to dig deep enoughI might unearthWhy my skin crawls Written in response to Di’s Three Things Challenge. Today we …| Brazanne Muse
Image credit Sarah Whiley With a sudden rush of panic, I realized I had no idea where I was; apparently absent mindedly following your crush whom you randomly spotted downtown out to a differe…| Elderberry Tea