#Anger
-
The Angry Pen… #Poetry
On Tintagel’s rugged shores, Arthur has returned. Molten bronze, larger than when in life He should…
On Tintagel’s rugged shores, Arthur has returned. Molten bronze, larger than when in life He should…
Outside myself I standUnder pressure to remainReel me back in, hold meAfter each lifetimeGreat voices callEvening…
She walked through the nightAn angel on fireEmbers flying, scorching the earth behind her,Searching for one…
I read something strange the other day, something that really made me stop and think. It…
“When you are at the end of your rope, tie a knot in it and…