Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words. - Robert Frost

Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

make me the monster in your mind. i will play the part. spin your story, the one to bring you glory. i know the love in my heart. paint...

i know a place where the mermaids lie and the wind blows sweet and the seagulls cry. where the rocks they heal under a warming sun and...

follow me far away into endless golden glow where the wind blows warm the days drip honey slow i know a place where the water will heal...

give me open roads and windows down. give me rolling hills and poppy fields. give me mountain air and rushing streams. give me long walks...

sweet morning song, from my red rocking chair. sun peeking through the trees. fresh black coffee in my brown bare feet. clothed in the...