This year flew by. Hopefully I filled it with meaning. Poem 224 of 365 – With every step I slip awayEvery breath is a bill I payEvery memory a dream too lateAnd only fears are here to stay. ~ Essie
Tag: memory
Graveyards, A Sonnet.
I might be a little morbid, but graveyards are some of my favourite places. What are yours? Poem 186 of 365 – The gravel crunches underneath my feetAnd yields to the wheels of my bicycle.I’m getting tired of my own company.Most consider this their peripheral. “Please keep right” advises the guardian:A sign that keeps watch […]
Essie Writes Poetry 