and so it begins
and so it begins
following that crooked path
a dog barks at night
and so it begins
following that crooked path
a dog barks at night
take a stroll through an
uncanny valley of words
#worldpoetryday
traveling through time
at an ever constant rate
longing for moonlight
aroma of rain
from the moisture filled breezes
loving days like this
at our very core
the foundation of our strength
our diversity
aroma inhaled
anticipation begins
shooting espresso
he says anything
engaging ludicrous mode
the charlatan trap
i'm an enigma
wrapped up inside a riddle
all qute marvelous
the smell of bacon
nothing bad can come from that
good start to the day
a conversation
neither one can understand
the divide deepens