- For a moment
- Smokey sex
- To pen the silence
- Kerosene
- Hermes
- Flowers
- Nightingale
- Ruin
- Energy
- Perfect atrocity
- Poem
- Warm cosy jacket
- Beautiful boys
- Light up
- I miss you
- Marina
- Warm
- Drunk
- Playing
- Stars
- Bath
- Soothed
- Gloomy
- A letter
- Kissing
- Without you
- Quiet
- Unbearable
- Pigeon
- Fragments
- Waterdrops
- Fractal flower
- Smile
- Angle
- Flame
- Humble
- Meanwhile on earth
- Weird
I feel way too humble,
To weave all these things,
With this pen of mine!








Not a bad way to be. There’s always a bit of magic feeling to what we do.
Yes indeed. I agree with you.
this is beautiful I am way too arrogant when I write❤
Ok. 🙂
You are full on magic in every way
Thank you dear. Nice to hear from you.😊
are you around for awhile? If so can we talk on gmail?
I just saw your message. Let me know the next time.
I feel this…I don’t think I really weave my words on my own. I am but a conduit to jot down what comes to me in either a daydream or nightmare.
I really appreciate the brevity in your poetry. You leave us dimensions to visit in a short space of words.
j.
I feel like a child in front of the universe. Thank you for the support. One question do you share on writerscafe.org?