Her arms outstretched asking for a love a compassion or understanding or just a hand to hold. These qualities to her remain unknown. After all; she's...
A Crime of Nature The flowers weren't quite open, The fruit was still unripe, Then you came and stripped them, Of all that was in sight. The branches...
Still as a corpse There the log lies. What once could move; Now immobilised. Sinking deeper into the ground, What once stood tall, Now impossible to...