Pages of Yesterday

I remember those gone and a serenity fills me, all the things that I am thankful they no longer see or suffer through, spill tears over...

There's a word my word means love hope death sadness happiness not a long word nor a short you wouldn't think twice about ...

A sprinkling of sleek black specks heads bobbing wetsuits dripping waiting in the distance, waves gather momentum... rolling one padd...

It's bright sepia print old fashion, retro they're calling it now the vintage look, all the rage- my sunglasses on I'm ju...

We live in a world of chauvinists egotists and selfish mad-men and women of raw beauty passion endless wonders too blind to see We ...

Behind eyes that see nothing you hide use the guise of someone else to dictate your beliefs then silently justify them as your own ove...

I'm thinking quietly there's nothing in this noise I couldn't ask for places I've been they're not calling out to m...