Middling : Writing

Thinking of dreaming?

Thinking of dreaming?

A Poem by Middling


I should have been a pair of ragged clawsScuttling across the floors of silent seas. I sit pensive,An overwhelming questionOn m..
Pig

Pig

A Poem by Middling


A pig runs through a field,Hoping they yet may yield.But they pursue it.The hunted and the hunter,What plunder they seek, it does not know,Yet he runs..
The end of the start

The end of the start

A Poem by Middling


Quick Long Hours pass by A malaise of thoughtsQuiet songs of sighs,A path through a maze to be wrought.Time ticks on by,Thin seconds and small minutes..
Turn

Turn

A Poem by Middling


To Laugh or cry,To live or to die.A twist or turn.Shall we ever return,To live and to learn.The answer beckonsOf all that we reckonedAnd the closing d..

First Page first
Previous Page prev
1
2
3
next Next Page
last Last Page