6 of 6: The Classic Crowded Room I’ll never forget the night I saw you With music all around I felt like I was drowning In a sea of boisterous faces passing through I was holding a glass of wine in my hand Staring at the floor Twisting and torn Between getting drunk or… Continue reading The Classic Crowded Room
5 of 6: Love Letters Oh, what a book of our time With x’s and o’s from my gregarious beau A show of true love’s paradigm Love, B. R. Wren
4 of 6: Last Kiss When you find the right one after kissing all the wrong You revel in knowing this is your final destination Your last kiss A taste you’ll master Curves, tenderness, taste buds, electricity All of it, concrete in your mind But then You have another kind of last kiss A kind… Continue reading Last Kiss
3 of 6: Salt My feet are bare, touching the waves My hands, gently pressed into the sand Searching into the distance for land far beyond my reach As if to hear you calling, I stand Like a ghost taunted by rumbling graves The sea almost crushing, pushing my frame Then sweeping me towards your… Continue reading Salt
2 of 6: Luggage Mine is pastel with a hint of maroon Yours, a deep blue with a patch of a moon Most are quite used for a fabulous trip But mine, like a child, is joined to my hip It will never get easy to leave you behind “This isn’t forever” I must bear… Continue reading Luggage
First poem I want to share is called: Care Package I can’t wait ‘til you’re home But since you’re away I’ve sent you a package To brighten your day There’s a teddy named Topher He’ll be dawning a vest Red and white with teal buttons And a heart on his chest There are bags of… Continue reading Care Package
My first love has always been dace. However, I am also a writer at heart. Over the next 2 weeks, I am going to share six of the fourteen poems I wrote for a book I designed called: The Book of Distant Love. All the illustrations are also my own. The inspiration for these poems was… Continue reading The Book of Distant Love
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