Nestled in a corner of my home surrounded by my plants, holding a book and a coffee is my happy place. Love writing poetry, short fiction, and organisation
Flash. Pause. Flash. Pause. Flash.I watched the distress signal, like the setting sun.
Looking for releaseFrom this caged frame, for the vasthorizon beckons
A haiku
How can I speak out?My thoughts are held, prisoner.The key, in mind’s maze.