Winter snow ❄️- losing one can be hard and the process can be very sad and lonely so here goes my idea or metaphor of loss
my uncle died last night and I've been mourning in a state of manic depression
Anger derived from sadness, and made into maddening power, bubbles through me like a wellspring. There is no happiness here, for the happy drive the evil insane. I tell myself that if i surround mysel...
A poem inspired by Higgins Lake, MI at night. August is the month to stargaze, and on clear August nights the lake is a black sheet and the sky yawns open to a brilliant display of stars. I had to wri...
Winter snow ❄️- losing one can be hard and the process can be very sad and lonely so here goes my idea or metaphor of loss
my uncle died last night and I've been mourning in a state of manic depression
Anger derived from sadness, and made into maddening power, bubbles through me like a wellspring. There is no happiness here, for the happy drive the evil insane. I tell myself that if i surround mysel...
A poem inspired by Higgins Lake, MI at night. August is the month to stargaze, and on clear August nights the lake is a black sheet and the sky yawns open to a brilliant display of stars. I had to wri...