Our minds would flower
like springtime, if only we
stopped moving around
R. Charboneau
I wrote this after staring at lots of wonderful pictures of flowers taken by a photographer named Leyla. You can find her work here.
Writer and Artist
Our minds would flower
like springtime, if only we
stopped moving around
R. Charboneau
I wrote this after staring at lots of wonderful pictures of flowers taken by a photographer named Leyla. You can find her work here.
Inspired by life, death and everything inbetween
Poems with emphasis on musicality
Poetry, free verse, haiku, senryu, photography, books, art, philosophy , nature, literature.
learning to love the whirlwind that is my life
ΕΥΔΟΞΑ ΑΓΝΩΣΤΑ ΚΑΤΑΓΕΛΑΣΤΑ
Where writers gather
A lover
Resisting the Misanthropic Dicta of the Degenerate Cultural Elite
