San Antonio Texas
My poetry is like the wind, it changes directions constantly. I have learned so very much over the past several years which has broadened my ...
Norway
My humble contributions of poetry, thoughts, feelings, words and letters, soul stuff and mind puffs, mental excursions from the daily handcuffs. ... "Our glory lies ...
Between Midnight and 3am
Sea salt and tentacle love letters scatter into my aromatic wind like snowfall in the Arctic. Prevalent. Soft, sweet layers of flowery smoke linger in ...