The fact remains
somebody had to go first
so that others may come back

saved
...........

I like your pretty new car
I wish it didn’t take you so far
away
everyday I wish on a star
that you would stay close in my har
t

I've started a Facebook and Tiktok for my art and spoken word poetry called Uncontained Artist.
If you'd be interested in seeing my face hearing me read please seek me out there.
I'll continue to write here.

Thank you.

Yet the days moved nicely. There were little troubles, nothing to diminish the beauty of it all.

Walls can both protect

and confine you, lock you in --


until they collapse.

When nothings wrong,
I dont write well.
I try and fail to think of a word besides 'filters' to describe the light coming through the wisteria leaves.
Soak up the light-filled air of the early morning,
And call this a day of few words.