You can’t retrieve words once they’re spoken.

The winds are always talking to you- but do you hear it?
A strange poem!

A poem about someone’s individuality amongst everyone else who seem the same.

Poem.

A short story of Arts power.

Oh to rest in the flow of the love of my king who loves me crazy.

A tree? Or me?

A poem about how we change, our outlooks on life and how we remember things at varying points in our past.

I am always moved by the beauty of the English landscape, which inspired this piece.

A poem About the Native Americans During European Invasion.