“… choose to be …”
Category Archives: spoken word
The weary tome
” … it stays hidden …”
Of bridges and waterfalls
“… where haughty souls…”
Poem for Son – on another rotation around the Sun
That flawed soulin the formof me –redeemedby the manifestation of the good of youthat wouldechowith the concussiveforce ofthe ethereala love gifted –son. Copyright © 2021 ShunPwrites. All Rights Reserved.
Of piers and waters
“… to float …”
The quicksands
“… on foundations …”
In the Wilderness
“… just the sharp pangs …”
