I could see the lonesome tree. Under draping branches, I did see… Thou held thy straw hat; and waved it for a halt. Thy sweet whisper in my ear
A simple utterance was sweet, Spell binding and no conceit. Charmed by his presence, She gladly gave her acceptance To an Autumn Night Dance invitat…
By: Imrogue Bring her flowers, bring her pies.… Some dandelions, but not blowflies… Pick up a stick, she won’t even mi… She’ll appreciate whatever you may…
The crimsoned branches of the plum… stretching out vertically, The pears’ luscious greens flutter… as the breeze tickles the branchin… The grape vine’s sprouting leaves
When I am mad, I hate everyone! 'Can’t help it, what a big annoyan… Holding anger, no fun for one. I’d rather hold it or might hurt s… Since, I can’t wish ill-will to s…
It was dark, but comforting in the place where I once was. Looking forward to see the light and maybe breathe the air— I was weightless—
Thoughts... deep in the abyss— mumbled to self as she listened; unknown to none but herself. The songs they sung played in the background—
Abominable as it had been Accountable to the nature’s befalling tragedy... All lost and gained... love, joy and peace.
Hopscotch, bean bags, kick the can and Double-dutch Jack with stones
Good Tidings By: Imrogue Bring good tidings this Season th… Chaotic minds, may peace come to y… Hope in hearts embrace it well,
by: Imrogue Beautiful smile...pearly whites sh… bedimpled cheeks... and your after… Warm hugs and sweet kisses desserts after delicious dishes.
The storm of the night abated to t… Silver lining of clouds highlighte… deep dark canvas above... soon to bare clear starry sky with twinkling stars
A set of plates on the table remained untouched. The food’s gone cold. The candle wicks kept burning... flickering lights barely
I swim in my tears day after day while distant shore awaits quicksand to another realm. I balance on the rope across life’s ragged-edged cliff.
I saturated my being with all thei… I swam across the thoughts they sh… Finding the meaning of it all... Will there be one? I wonder. In the remnants of my memories,