poetry

Red wine and coffee and going to beer gardens. Playing with puppies, skiing and sky-diving. Cider in autumn, tequila in spring: these are a few of your favorite things. Having fresh baguettes and

A forgotten piece from a lost past decimated a lifetime ago, suddenly encountered triggers a blast of memories of joy and sorrow. The family gone, the friends never made, a whole world of

The night was cold, long, and deep, and my lamp had almost run out. Stumbling in the dark I began to weep, no one to hear me cry, no one to hear me

A reason to cheer, for food, family, and beer, to celebrate our time here. Something to distract from drudgery, the suffering, pain, and misery, to dream a soothing reverie. Gather around and stand

I refused it, denied it, absolutely decried it, this could never happen to me. How dare he? The nerve! I hope he gets what he deserves: an evil witch as ugly as can