Even the rainbow looks up to us. (A One-Act Play.)
Breaking rules already dead
‘Til his arrow falls pierces painless, silencing a heart.
in a verse that whispers rhymes and rhythms to itself
now as it’s all blurred by misbegotten desires and unbidden temptation
The sun sets every day I am sure So why I wonder does this one pass me by? Demons long
Take this oak its broad umbrella green and massive Leaning comfortably upon its nest of feet below Without a care