Original Writings, Something like Poetry

HIGHWAY/SHORE

Out on a highway that ismade of sticks and stones.There I standcounting all my woes.I nurture a soul concealed inthe folds of a hesitant me.Waiting to greet and toucha sign that spells tranquility. I build a bridge to crosstides and unwavering seas.While pelting pebbles at ankleshoping you will see.I am at the end thatno one… Continue reading HIGHWAY/SHORE

Original Writings

Rabbit on the Fence

Rabbit sat on a wooden fence, staring at the stars, those heavenly bodies that twinkled up there, shining off his eyes as if they were, some kind of reflector that truck drivers kept a look out for, while traveling with goods in the night. If only, the world could begin to understand whatever that was… Continue reading Rabbit on the Fence