Posted on March 12, 2016 / Micropoetry Beastly Sublime How the sublime turn beastly. An angel sacrifices, To reclaim with a weak plea, Entrance to what entices. [....] Read More00 Tweet Share
Posted on February 4, 2016March 5, 2016 / Micropoetry For David Your face stains my mind. Your lips plumped with words, Eyes sublimely lined, And voice, like song birds. [....] Read More00 Tweet Share
Posted on February 3, 2016March 5, 2016 / Micropoetry Soul I do not believe in a soul, But the new dawn has me believe, That I could be sublimely whole, If the rays were all I receive. [....] Read More00 Tweet Share
