My heart beats in organized fleet,
Perfect timing in every beat.
It’s faster... lifted me to limere
Since you came to my senses!
I will have to swear no pretenses.

The Drying Tree
By: Imrogue
Pine needles brittled—
The tree’s tall—remains upright—
So still and hopeful—

By: Imrogue
'Twas a night when stars were not
The faint moonlight was emanating
through breaches of dark clouds.
A soft breeze rustled some leaves,

Patiently awaits
The upward dancing motion
Uniting us one
To dance around for a while
Imbed in crevice later

His piercing hazel blues stared ba
Searching for her lost soul...
He was there to save her
from madness that left her in torm
He was there to hold her hands

Coloring books were so much fun!
As a child, I kept my colors insi
I was good at that!
Afraid to go haywire,
I also drew my lines

Turn me into a driftwood...
to drift towards the shore.
On the sand I’ll lay;
Don’t let the waves carry me away.
When the sun comes up,

by: Imrogue
She succumbed to the roughest touc
over and over again...
She was aware, but remained still.
overwhelmed with repulsion...

Have you heard of a writer’s block
I wondered... I thought it was a
Suddenly, I’m taken aback...
Inflicted and being attacked!
Let’s watch the clock.............

In time, I leave my place...
Detaching connection from the base
Pulling away is my norm
To defy and not to conform.
The 'wind witch’ is on the roll,