Ode to a Poet

a touch of imagination a bit of inspiration a tad of ideation a spot of time to spend a message to send  a chance to pretend a moment to think a snapshot to link we must spill our ink §  … Read More ›

Perpetual Motion

  My life resembles a clock constant swaying be that as it may, estimated each nanosecond cherished hells chimes are calling is it time for a retribution?   Rewind the clock, I say favor me one more day my proceeded… Read More ›