by Kristin | Mar 14, 2019 | TBT Past Poetry
January 2007 Gloom and darkness pervadeWater falls from the skyLike tears of sadness,Alone ’til they shatter,Collecting on the ground,Joining other bodiesOf Broken Solitude,Running down the cold road… The winds moan in sorrowAs lonely travelersTake the...
by Kristin | May 31, 2018 | TBT Past Poetry
Flown Away November 2009 He took his suitcase, His hanging bag, And a back-pack. He took snacks, A book, And a few card games. He took his laptop, His MP3 player, His camera – His phone, His wallet, His passport, And many other important things. And he took my heart....
