That summery, white sandal lost forever in the battering sea in the breakwater.

Moon Haiku.

A child with tons of energy, climbs the rocks while her mom climbs the wall!

An Acrostic Poem Spelling Downward “A Rebellious Spirit”

A poem I made up about how I see stones.

Snow laughs,when falls…

I’m constantly falling, constantly calling, and yet something, someone, keeps me hanging on, even when I have no logical reason to. Loose Love… climbing up to that pedestal that I put her on and yet I stay holding on, hasn’t my heart been broken?

A story of friendship and remembering the small things in life.

Love can brutal in its childish play.

There are things which we wanted but we can never have, it is not meant and it will just be like that for the rest of life.