Poem: Ornate Wooden Box – 09/03/20

What’s in the wooden box? An ornate engraved chest – Does it promise me treasure? Diamonds, jewels, gold? It must with any luck.   I approach the container with trepidation, My fingers tremble with delicious anticipation, And the tremor which should rile me awfully Pushes me forth: The adrenaline is potent.   What will I [...]

Poem: Overlooked – 06/03/20

We so often overlook those who should be treasured in our lives, those stoic, and brave, and loving, and loyal, who are there for us to lean upon, exclusive and selective, they’ve been chosen and choose to be continually here for us.   Yet our hearts pull away, they are failing in many measures, to [...]