Seasonal Poetry, winter.

A poem about loss and solitude.

This is for nights when you walk around the city, and then see the truth.

Hey everybody midnight was a good human animal to have around he was my best-friend when he passway my life change in a second I feel sad and hurt by it because Midnight was gone and I could not bring him back to me.

A poem about how love could be.

Even though humans do not tend to be active during midnight unless they are working night shifts, this is one of the beautiful hours of the day (rather night!)

A haiku written at one o’ clock in the morning to praise that hour!

An Ode to anyone who has ever felt that skip in their heartbeat, butterflies in their stomach and the elated sigh we all long for.

A poem.

Happy halloween and the mysticism that nighttime ensues.