Poetry Blogs (2017, nostaligia)
forgotten are the times
our laughs filled the air
gone are the times
we wished would never leave
in blistering august
Tuesday 6th March 2018 10:34 pm
Beyond Hills. Plains. Mountain's peaks.
Across far horizons.
Is where I'm from.
Distant. In time and space.
Safety-craving yearns memory.
Inspires trance-thought flashback.
Filled with heart-sing reminiscence-provoking sights, sounds - the scent of security.
Monday 1st May 2017 10:05 am