He went for a walk in the fog and came back with the creepy crawlies. Ode to the Halloween spirit. Blog Image: Pixabay-KELLEPICS Featured Image: Pixabay-cocoparisienne
Tag: poem
Beware
In dark, I will rise. In light, I will shine. And in time, beware my wrath. (This is an ode to the halloween spirit of October) Blog Image: Pixabay-FelixMittermeier Featured Image: Pixabay-lumina_obscura
Places
Preview in new tab That dark place I want out of, free of. . . and into that light place. It is there, right? It does exist, yes? I want to know. . . Where is the light place? Blog Image: Pixabay-Bessi Featured Image: Pixabay-Free-Photos
Elusive
Time is elusive, yet always present as a temporary one. Like the wind, I know its direction but can’t grasp hold of it…ever. Blog Image: Pixabay-anncapictures Featured Image: Pixabay-Couleur
Dominance
There is no need for confidence when existence bears all dominance. Blog Image: Pixabay-Julius_Silver Featured Image: Pixabay-kareni
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