July 13, 2016February 16, 2022On the Topic of Writing, Poetry, Top Posts Welcome To the Masquerade We all wear masks, or so I’ve been told. Intricacies fashioned of silver and gold. Painted smiles white and red will hide our troubles, our sadness, our dread.
June 12, 2016November 8, 2017Poetry Seconds (Sandcastle 2.14) Waiting. Still waiting. Wind the pocket watch. Wouldn’t want to lose track of Time tick tick ticking away. Time never waits.