Idea.

Describes what I want my ideal life partner and I to go through.

They swirl about the dance floor.

A simple poem about doubt and it’s forms.

Naively assuming others will enjoy the quality of work we perform in life as much as we do.

Poem.

Another challenge, this time with oblivion, torrent and quest as the inspirational words to use. A bit morose this one, hope it doesn’t depress!

An essay on the non-renewable resource of dreams.

Grow old along with me; the best is yet to be.

A comparison of the two with regard to rage.