snowy owl lands
camoflauged in the white snow
his eyes tell the truth
a poetry blog, mostly.
confessions are self-serving
Life somehow is chasing rainbows with a stranger; with that, you'll never be lonely.
With a Challenger-deep Sentiments
Words are beautiful beyond meanings
Conjured by Sarah Doughty
mother alien 👽
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
Meditations on Art and Life
Lucidly in shadows. Poetry from a hand that writes misty.
Poetry, story and real life. Once soldier, busnessman, grandfather and Poet.
Assortments of Pseudo-Intellectualism