"A poet ought not to pick nature's pocket. Let him borrow, and so borrow as to repay by the very act of borrowing. Examine nature accurately, but write from recollection, and trust more to the imagination than the memory."

Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772 - 1834)

Poetry

 

Tick Tock...

Writings of Eternity

The Poets Curse

The Dreams Of Evening

Today was Yesterday's Tomorrow

Found Within Forever

Drowning In A Sea of Melancholy

City Born

Golden Liquid

Purpose and the Prarie

Lost

The Scarlet Sail

Taste My Tears

Composing in a Frenzy

Mathematics Of Tears

Essence of Splendor

Dip Me

Gently Falling Drops Of Rain

Chasing Tornadoes

Dreams

Portrait of Monet As I Slept