Most of the issues like style are at the bottom of one’s priorities when in a survival situation, but it might be unfortunate to let style be one thing that hinders one turning into properly hydrated. There are some techniques to improve taste.

Everything that shines isn’t always going to be gold.

I don’t know what sparked this one. Alot of poems that were created recently that are in my collection are more-off random then it is intentional. I just woke up on the morning that this was made, and thought about the word, Aqua. Everything I thought about it, I just wrote down, then narrowed it down to what really mattered. The outcome, I converted it into the end result of what became as the new poem. Comments are open…..

A poem about the silence.

For fun.

A man and his struggle with the sea.

A brief four-line poem about the sea.