It’s cold. the snow, the rain, the hail. Where do we go? Run into the woods? Run to the small shelter? A bleak fire lit inside the cabin. We ran hand in hand, I shivered but it wasn’t the cold. Drenched in rain, clouds scattered across the sky, pouring heavily. Nothing for the next 100ContinueContinue reading “You and I”
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Helpless
Mountain wind, mountain mist,hoping nights would last longer, rooting for the circumstance with a closed fist. Gale gushing through my hair,magic of the mountains calling my name,people say this infatuation won’t last, in my heart I know I don’t care,the world will these menial things forget, but I shall dust them as they bloom inContinueContinue reading “Helpless”
Into the Moors
Photo by Spencer Selover on Pexels.com Safe haven. I resided, I believed. mistaken or disappointed? This is getting worse. I am unable to breathe. A cold wave hits the shore but I crave warmth. Lights fade, visions blurred, stars fall. out for help, and in desperation, to you i call. Follow me into the cave.ContinueContinue reading “Into the Moors”
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