Sitting under the oak tree feeling protected from severe weather.
Category: micro poem
Purely Intoxicating
What is in your soul that makes your spirit purely intoxicating?!
Limelight
Let your flame burn bright; let it burn all the way down, and share the limelight.
Rowboat
Life is your rowboat and regardless of weather, oars give direction.
His Path
His path, long and dark, where choices were sinister and he'd not look back.
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