Mind torn, nightmares rage Battles won and lost, replaying constantly Brothers falling in bizarre positions Surprise or disbelief on pale faces Decades of rending pain Assail my screaming soul Things half remembered rearing up Superimposed, making a surreal view Kneeling,… Read More ›
Day: May 7, 2019
Storms by Liz Newman
Storms are beautiful when you’re safely sheltered from them able to admire their strength from a distance staying warm as you watch raindrops dance on the windowsill Storms are feared when you have to live your life in them… Read More ›