Overnight
Wet Snow…
Astonished, Puppy runs through it,
Snapping and laughing.
*just found this on a scrap of paper. I must have jotted it down a few months ago.
“The lyfe so short, the craft so long to lerne." –Chaucer
“The lyfe so short, the craft so long to lerne." –Chaucer
Overnight
Wet Snow…
Astonished, Puppy runs through it,
Snapping and laughing.
*just found this on a scrap of paper. I must have jotted it down a few months ago.
by Kelly Lewis
Darkness exists for the light to shine
Honest poetry
Intriguing short stories, historical fiction, sci. fi., children fantasy, christian fantasy, and poetry
“The lyfe so short, the craft so long to lerne." --Chaucer
spilling ink...
Awakening the spirit through baring my soul
seeking sublime surrender
A place for short fiction and poetry while your coffee brews or your tea steeps
Exploring the human experience, one cup of coffee at a time.
...in my Mind's Eye
Writer
"I tramp the perpetual journey." Walt Whitman
Word-Experimentalist
She was devoted to the moon. It’s its darkness she found comfort. In its light, she found hope.
A Continuing Revolution
Nefesime,hayatıma,aklıma esen her şeye dair.
THE DRIVELLINGS OF TWATTERSLEY FROMAGE
