Sometimes all it takes is one moment of clairvoyance.
Tag: Poetry
Je m’appelle ‘Tristesse’
Allo Je suis la tristesse Tu me connais J’étais avec vous hier soir Je te verais ce soir Personne ne… Read more Je m’appelle ‘Tristesse’
Just a Bit More
“Just a bit more.” I say to myself. I don’t know how much I can take. “Heart, stop pounding!” I… Read more Just a Bit More
The Harvest
My father once said ‘you’ll learn the value of money one day.’ Work is hard. My sister once said ‘one… Read more The Harvest
A Poem for Portland
P. D. X. Housing prices rise People wave cardboard signs Rose Gardens and zoos Small parks and views Hiking trails… Read more A Poem for Portland
Intrepid Venture 