Pages of Yesterday

Sometime, tomorrow, I will ride the wave of my life. I will be the success of successes I will do great things— tomorrow. I will fly...

A little girl's footsteps, lead to nowhere. She was here, she was, was she? Where do they lead, but to nowhere, nowhere discerna...

Oh! My diminished light, what has become of you? I started off with great intentions, big plans and the need for success and what foll...

A seed thrown seeking life, blade of grass, seeks sun, water to grow, hungry, yearning almost abandoned, a fighter agai...

Improvisation keeps me alive drowning otherwise in your everyday no one hears my distress call— why should they flares splutter anti c...

He was a damaged man, they all spoke in whispers sometimes loud enough for him to hear that he was the forgotten one she'd left him...

Sometimes all the right words get glued to the roof of my mouth and the only ones that find their way are the words that don't mean m...