A short poem I wrote forever ago. Inspired by The Perfect Storm. Nothing special. It feels unfinished to me, but I can't figure out where to go from here....
The beat of the old willow, The brown edges of a withering rose,
daily poem practice inspired by the word "Fury"
Source: https://creationondemise.blogspot.com/
A mother’s love is like no other, but so is the absence of it.
Burning the place down My passions burn hot
By redthreadtugs https://redthreadtugs.tumblr.com/post/165557322631/truth-or-destruction
A short poem I wrote forever ago. Inspired by The Perfect Storm. Nothing special. It feels unfinished to me, but I can't figure out where to go from here....
The beat of the old willow, The brown edges of a withering rose,
daily poem practice inspired by the word "Fury"
Source: https://creationondemise.blogspot.com/
A mother’s love is like no other, but so is the absence of it.
Burning the place down My passions burn hot
By redthreadtugs https://redthreadtugs.tumblr.com/post/165557322631/truth-or-destruction