breed (Remove filter)
Breed
I am a whisper rustling through the trees
I am the ripple of a pebble in a stream
I am the ember of a funeral pyre
I am the guilt of forbidden desire
I am the rumble of distant thunder
I am the elusive winning number
I am the clown with a broken smile
I am the letter at the bottom of the pile
I am the words that will never be spoken
I am the promise that is sure to be broken
I am the wa...
Thursday 24th May 2018 8:02 pm
Recent Comments
John Coopey on SWINGING
3 minutes ago
Greg Freeman on A Life in the Day
3 minutes ago
Stephen Gospage on Still Life with Massacre
36 minutes ago
Telboy on A Life in the Day
1 hour ago
Tom Doolan on SWINGING
1 hour ago
John Coopey on SWINGING
1 hour ago
Stephen Atkinson on SWINGING
3 hours ago
John Coopey on SWINGING
3 hours ago
Tom Doolan on St George’s Day
4 hours ago
Tom Doolan on Celebrate St George's Day
4 hours ago