Is Poetry a Language of it’s own ? / Someone ask why I write poetry, Another poetry board I frequent had a contest, my first … — Read on hellopoetry.com/poem/3729777/a-narrative-not-a-poem/
The god of man is chaos and randomly
TWO LOVERS DIVERGE Inseparable in university days, Loving botany in myriad of ways, We dreamed as one each night, Entranced, same stars in sight, Our fantasy the Appalachian trail, Science was the official tale, Yet, what circled our mind, delights in each other, sure to find, A journey of days we laughed, prepared, No fear,Continue reading “Two Lovers Diverge”
. This story reflects the resilience in children. Love does cover a multitude of sin, in us all.