Category: poem

for that there was a meaning significant for a purpose he long cared for, cared with an immense ardor of longing. Trivial hardships ignored now have gained considerations: what was not an asset to any essence he begrudged and discarded and followed and directed more discreet pithy goals. Health lost any reverence and temptations of […]

bitter mountains—the biggest hills—scoff the shores that shake the hands of oceans closer to the pools that lap and hold the brimming source of pure drink.

for twigs that gather into trees to tower toward the timely tint of the green moon.