Spoon-feeding mother
when parting came slowly as words you forgot or when you were lost we thought we had time to listen to music to read or to dine we never could […]
when parting came slowly as words you forgot or when you were lost we thought we had time to listen to music to read or to dine we never could […]
My skin is too thin not to write about stars cause caring’s a burden that’s heavy to bear. So I sit here writing of stars, about wind in my hair, […]
To change or to be changed; that’s the difference between the noblest art of suffering or to sling the arrows for your future. It’s either to take arms against the […]
My future is to walk the aisles of libraries. To follow and to lead, to search in ancient scrolls and books not printed yet. My future is to write my […]
When bloom of bloodshed´s darkly bled; see corpses rise from soil and grave. the zombies dance to songs of dread; when bloom of bloodshed´s darkly bled through rain and wind […]
Now we see through a glass, darkly
A Little Writing Workshop of Horrors.
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry
About fantastical places and other stuff
Sharing my thoughts, poems, travel & art
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