The Cliffs are alive. They whisper, They sing. They proclaim Their story, And it howls in the wind.
Category Archives: Poetry
Changing Winds: A Poem
The wind is blowing Through my lungs, Casting my hair into my eyes. I breathe in the changing winds; Breathing in the changing times.
Not Today: A Poem
I can feel them like waves of darkness Approaching closer, closer, Hitting my body, causing me to Kick and struggle, underneath the Salty world of my emotions. The wave passes, I look up, tired, salty, But breathing. I will not drown.
Fireflies And Jars 