Tag: poem

A frank long life

  A frank long life It’s volatile This frank long life A surging mass, a humbling strife It tickles too And vrums, and woos Really, dear, I think it’s you The streets and smells And cracks and signs Would probably be nice and fine For all who thrum […]

Tights

We’ve got to keep reminding ourselves that there’s power in anger and how we direct it. We’ve got to remember to care. We’ve got to remember to not let “those” moments slip by. We’ve got to remind ourselves about what’s important. Posted with gratitude for the writing class […]