A Short Poem — A Goodbye.
Bath me in oil, This thick mortal coil,Drenched and Drowning,We destroy this…
Most of the time we never know when our goodbye will last forever There are certain moments where we know ahead of time that we shall never…
A poem
I gathered up the things you hadleft with me or given to keep.I packed them neatly in a bagand handed them…
Bluewavescrashingin darkness.A barnacle holdsso tightly to a sunken stone.A…