There is a pencil thin line
that runs between
the dark side
of here and now.
At times parts of it seem
erased letting the darkness
seep into the cracks and
crevices of our lives.
Kimber Michaela 2010
There is a pencil thin line
that runs between
the dark side
of here and now.
At times parts of it seem
erased letting the darkness
seep into the cracks and
crevices of our lives.
Kimber Michaela 2010
A journal by Kevin Creekman
wishes...wonders...words
Rise and Shine :)
A Personified Narrative
Staying Positive
Scribbles on Cocktail Napkins
"He was unheeded, happy, and near to the wild heart of life." ...James Joyce
constantly searching for my next adventure
Random thoughts, experiences, and wonderings mostly put into poetry.
My Words~My Passion
Lucidly in shadows. Poetry from a hand that writes misty.
A girl's journey to finding herself.
and at dusk I break my past down piece by piece
DIFFERENT NOT BROKEN
Take a Walk on the Wild Side
