Life moves autonomously // Life within and without me
Ever On the Wing, pt. V: Significance
Cut Roses
I've lived with//Vicariously numb fingertips//I have sat//In surrogate silence//This life is mine to save//Leaving cut roses on your grave
Ever On the Wing, pt. IV: Servants and Benevolent Kings
Not a one deserves to be proud except servants and benevolent kings
Thank You, Daily Post
From the bottom of my heart, thank you Daily Post for being the springboard for my blog, my emotional health, and my fire as a writer. You will be missed, you have done very well. Thank you.
Bottled Fortune
Scribbled, childish writing on the paper more profound than you grew to be
Unable to Move for All the Best Reasons
Some time around noon, you'll give me a call//Rolling around, laughing, and together//We'll fall
A Reason For Today
Sometimes the whole point of today is to simply get you to tomorrow, and even sometimes tomorrow to the next day. For two pieces of cloth with a handful of stitches between them is altogether useless. You need every stitch in between to make it a proper coat. Only then can you weather the storms.
Ever On the Wing, pt. III
Chimeric ebullience is all my vessel Swathing as the springtime mistral For enthralling and enchanting is all that might stupefy Lest you crack the icy enamel with a sanguine sigh And take to the wing as a swift Agile
On the Backs of Vagabonds
The air I breathe is stifling me I swear I'll run away when I've got all I need to pave The safe road, brick by brick, stone by stone And then I realize the ground ends at the sky So I'll affix some wings and catch the warm breeze in spring But for now in... Continue Reading →
