She traced the cracks on the wall,
like she sailed within a map...
An enigmatic ovum cracks-
and a world of creativity hatches...
I AM DEATH, BUT I DON’T GET ANY RESPECT!
A respecter of persons I’m not, do you want a...
With the hard bristle brush
I take to my flesh...
Quiet contemplation
My reflection in glass like a ghost...
<( To You Dear Poets )>
All of this poetic beauty once shared...
It's midnight
in my universe...
The effort of terra incognita
Holds us back from making change...
Here upon this shelf I sit
I've journeyed to a thousand places...
Collaboration by Maple Tree and Kireasha Linkhorne
Please do not judge me...
The human race was
a false start...
Darkness covered the land
My feet knew not where to go...