Pull your oar
from the muck,
where stayed
in static,
you’d been
stuck.
Seabrave
Possessed by
a desperate urge
to grow, to glow,
to inhale and roar
out the glory of hope Continue reading “Seabrave”
Somehow Haunted
Ebb, swirl, and flow
beyond the broken hole,
into a new world
where new worries grow. Continue reading “Somehow Haunted”