a random collection of thoughts and writings from the depths of my consciousness, spread out on a page for the enjoyment and contemplation of... well, me. Many of my pieces are the result of Magnetic Poetry.
Tuesday, 27 May 2008
Yesterday's Words
*MP* Worry not of yesterday's words; Poetry of a vast night devoured by a morning star Soft as breath, yet lingering as perfume, Bleeding into an ocean of eternity.
1 comment:
You write very well....cheers!
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