Lost power
Still had to say
If your love
Was a flower
It would grow
In all seasons
All climates
Night and day
Words in the Snow
Monthly Archives: December 2020
My Inspiration
It’s leaving me
Or already left
Little by little
And day by day
Words no longer come
One after another
Only form in scattered staccatos
All appears lost, m i s p l a c e d,
reversed, underdeveloped:
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Forbidden
After Little Charmer
If only I could
If only you would
But we both know it couldn’t
Come to any good
Yet you still have some may
And I still have some might
So what if our wish on the stars
Could make something so forbidden lawful tonight?
Second verse added with permission of Little Charmer. Read and like the original here. And make sure you check out the rest of Little Charmer’s wonderful blog and, if you haven’t already, follow and like from there.
When We Collide
Never bend
Nor break
Only expand horizons
The opposite of crash
Merge to connect
Forgo destruction
Create instead
An invisible world
Built upon the alignment
Of four-lettered words
Benjamin Grossman 