Friday, November 29, 2019

Stories waiting to be told

I'll erase the webs and I will crash your boat.
I will dress in delicate lace paired with dirty boots and I will walk the floor.
I will keep trying to get it right.
While ghosts rummage in the silverware drawer
Your thoughts are better kept to yourself


  1. They are all wonderful! Haven't visited the blogs that I follow, (nor blogged) in a long time. Forgot how much I enjoyed yours!

    1. Hello! Long time no see! I think the blog format (reading and writing them) is becoming a dying art. I am glad you popped by to enjoy mine again. Thanks for your kind comment!