The Play

The Play

Thought I would write a little something for World Poetry Day. The Play It’s the space between the sounds that screams the loudest The pause amid the din The lull in the clanging The silent nagging of shadowy thoughts Swirling in the mind Fragments scattered to the...
Soul Mates

Soul Mates

A little something from my journal writing … Soul mate. I’m not really sure what that means. Is it just my expression of love represented in another? Through the expression of another’s needs and love do I come to see myself? When I reject my soul mate am I...