rumbling in the distant
faint vibrations, barely perceptible
until the moment they are
then that which could moments ago be barely noticed
can no longer be deafened or ignored
a poetry blog, mostly.
confessions are self-serving
Life as how You and I see it. Life with a Big "Bang". A creature that mumbles. Stories behind the Scenes. Revelations of long kept secrets.
With a Challenger-deep Sentiments
Words are beautiful beyond meanings
Strength in Mind, Body, and Spirit.
Conjured by Sarah Doughty
a clusterfuck of words
the literary asylum
Understanding someone’s way with words isn’t as simple as you think.
Talk Books. Drink Coffee.
WITHIN ARE PIECES OF ME
Poetry from an English Hart
Lucidly in shadows. Poetry from a hand that writes misty.