A kindred soul from a random edge of the world. Crafting Poetry for pleasure. Writing stories cause can't live forever with them in my head. OneGreatFantasy.com
Fire, fire away
in the darkest hour of stormy night.
Blazing all the way,
when world needs hearts to burn.
Her blue body stretched thin
Until the vast horizons came to beckon
And request her hand for a dance
In the ocean’s…
I am no boy, a man, or a wise dead
Who knows no courage,
Only a shell breathing inside.
Around the old house, I run
With a mind to hunt the spiders
Feeding on my family’s treasures.
Here you go, brother.
Take yourself through the light
My eyes are here to shine
On days like this and again.