Is it in the smoke
Before our vision
When we blow
In the words
On the page
Between the truth and the myth
In the water-worn bottle that
Washes up on the shore
Or just simply
In your eyes?
Is it in the smoke
Before our vision
When we blow
In the words
On the page
Between the truth and the myth
In the water-worn bottle that
Washes up on the shore
Or just simply
In your eyes?
Lizzy's Poetry
Poetry, Positivity, and Connecting!
Reflective Writing
A site for my daily poetry writing. Unpolished and real.
master of fine arts/creative writing
Musings of the half taken breath......
A writing site
Gorgeous journey I took in your words.
Thanks. Have a wonderful day!
It’s right there – in your words. I love reading your heart.
Thanks. Sweet of you to say.