Tag: poetry

  • Castaway

    All turmoil dies, once the storm is past. An overturned ocean turns to liquid glass. The empty canvas of blue sky stretches ever wide. Once safe aboard an unfailing ship, a castaway now clings to a fragile skiff. And the internal storm begins. Doubt clouds the Minds’ firmament, waves of Despair toss the Heart to…

  • Experiment to me Is every one I meet Emily Dickinson

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