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.
Peppy, Pretty, Posh, Prose, and Poetry
Writing, Poetry
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
