If I Were.

Bruised ego and knees...

Won’t You?

It's been far too long

Spring Never Came.

Living the same, old day

Faded Goodbyes.

I save stories...

Blurred.

Time slips away

Love Again.

I've been wandering in and out of daydreams...

Nights Lived To Regret.

Been running 'round circles...

Tired of Falling Asleep.

Have I mentioned I'm tired?

To Let Go, Move On.

So many of us hold things back until it is too late.

Sijo Saturday.

Bite-sized poetry.

No Balance.

Writing it all down in a poem is the closest I can get to coping with it.

I Know It’s Time To Leave.

That's just how life is.

Choices.

Plain old pettiness in poetry!

The Poets.

I am beginning to understand what this is all about.

Sijo Saturday!

This is something self-indulgent, more than anything.

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