“… to be opened …”
Category Archives: soliloquies
To remain sleep
“… not to sink …”
Roots to the tree
“… we to see …”
The haze of days
“… a poem for time that flies …”
Parched shadows
“… with nary a fear …”
Those winding roots or prose for the Glorious Ones
“…. or the royalty …”
The pull
“… please yield …”
