I can’t sleep or I’ll get drunk, On the lucid liquid I sip in my dreams. If I fall too deep I won’t wake up Because I’ll dream of you, alive and well, My hair is long and my hands are full With dandelions from the garden we planted. If I sleep I’ll remember everything…
I don’t remember the last time I cried in someone’s lap, Or revealed a phobia in need of release. I’m not the type to get too close, Too friendly, too involved or too in love. I like my companions near but in the distance like a boat on the horizon. The irony is having a…
Which one would you read?
I wrote a poem today. Wanna see it ?
With Words Every outline, discovery and idea began with me. A long time ago, I sat in William’s study and helped him write Romeo and Juliet. Draft after draft, I poured his creativity out. With powerful expression, I etched every sonnet and in the end I helped him leave his mark. I began with a…
