This constant search and agreement that the road carries on.
This bond with nature is bittersweet.
A constant gnawing.
A scratching at an evergreen door.
And, the earth fine as elderberry wine.
Another indulgence that never quite wets…my lips.
Such a drunkard am I!
I drink in the rainbow of flavors with a guzzle…not a sip.
An inebriated understanding…I am so small.
Mother Nature, the only beverage I drink in.
A seduction to which it is certain…I will fall.
Your thoughts while having coffee
You deserved to feel love that isn't spelled backwards
Aspiring to be the best at writing. Poetry lover, haiku and free verse to be precise, I hope to one day master
Mina upplevelser på de konserter och musikaler jag sett
a written aspirations to inspire.
Frank Regan in words
Just a messenger of the Lord
Pen to paper.
Word-Experimentalist
Running, Writing, Real Life Experiences & Relatable Content.
Rare Poetry and Food stories
Drawing a line through 50
viral quotes and pictures
I read lots of books, from mythology retellings to literary fiction and I love to reread books from childhood, this is a place to voice my thoughts for fun. I also like to ramble about things such as art or nature every now and again.
You'r Looking At The Right Place, Your Soul!
tips , tricks , advices
LOOKING INTO THE PAST ....
Original Beats By JakeBreh
Enjoying Life in the Ozarks
