Poems

A collection of some of my poetry. Feel free to read!

Abandoned

A thousand days go by, of every one I long to be near your Summer wind and see your dusk moon shine. Emotional waves crash into me and thwart me with their crests, you're so far away now,

Gypsy ghost

Fine is his silky mane, waving wildly in the storm. A Gypsy stallion watches, as before him helpless hollow limbs of trees fall, struggling in the gale.