Poetry Blogs (daydreams)
Nicola Beckett on The Man On The Bridge (2 hours ago)
Stephen Gospage on Bob was a cut above his fellow pupils at his new school (15 hours ago)
I drink of you often
in my day dreams
about night things.
When I'm lost and alone,
you soothe my soul
with your sweet melody
that dances on the wind
and carries me
to a faraway place
where love never ends.
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Wednesday 23rd October 2019 5:36 am
“babe, here’s something i just wrote—i think you might like it! it goes like this:
‘the truthful glance you cast upon me felt like concrete poured into a casket
.it crushed me.
crushed me into a pulverized valentine’s card,
you know, the ones with sweet nothings smothered on a canvas donning a bleeding heart;
but this valentine’s card dared to push through to the other side of t...
Friday 23rd February 2018 6:44 am