Sea

  Sea Numerous ideas in my head Struggling to write them down Before they become dead Sea of words could make me drown   How long do I have? When can I find the time? Clone? Wish to split myself in half! Oh, to possess the energy from my prime.   Write, paint, draw, or…

Autumn Thief

  Autumn Thief    Countless leaves under my feet Mere months ago up so high Boots maintain a steady beat. Another. Another. Falls from the sky.   The narrow path - red and golden Time, once again, claims its victims Days shorter, and now, much colder Crunch. Crunch. All to be done is listen.  …