I am a broad ocean of
words; wild and bottomless...
I shape shift with all my power
into who I am...
Sweet and sentimental touching tenderly
pearls of wisdom creates a well of serenity...
See in the shadows,
What isn't there...
If my palms were the pages of my heart,
I would script inklings of prose...
Lost in my literal obsession, I pen you down
with absolute hunger to title my new book...
I swing my life away on the music
that frees my soul...
Best laid plans are often found
hidden and cowering...
Silence spoke to me
From the confined spaces...
We have thought of our confidentiality
As a treasured and secured reality...
(Written as a reminder of why I must quit.)
Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease, (COPD for...
When rage
shoots without a...