Posts
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Memories of a Day in the Orchard
Crown of Sonnets
As I reflect on days already gone,
Ones sweet as the cider that I swallowed,
They seem to match the golden hue sipped on,
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The Myth of Solitude
Connection makes us happy, it is said.
Like fruit up high in trees, we like to be.
The bright sun rays that ripen us are spread
by basking in each other's company.
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Singapore
If I could escape somewhere else I would go to Singapore. This is not the most creative or poet answer, but this is the place I would like to go. I have always admired the architecture and the street food sounds amazing. -
A Cautionary Tale
I am the monster under the bed lying in wait while the mother comforts her son assuring him I do not exist. when I am a few feet away just waiting for him to sleep so I can creep out and make my move.