Chewing Wildflowers : Writing

A child's "prayer"

A child's "prayer"

A Poem by Chewing Wildflowers


Now I'm laid down, but not to sleep I pray the Lord's soul will weep He holds me in his arms, too tight Will I see the morning light? I do not wan..
Clarity

Clarity

A Poem by Chewing Wildflowers


The problem is my growing hatred for myself,the problem is my weakening self-confidence,the solution is metamorphosis.The problem is my faith in human..
The End.

The End.

A Poem by Chewing Wildflowers


Labored breathing growing softer in her ear, Mother Nature can no longer thrive here, Battered lands to which blame is only our own, She sheds one..
Repercussions

Repercussions

A Poem by Chewing Wildflowers


I can never escape my redundant thoughts of self peril and deception,I recoil every ounce of humanity I emit.Losing myself in my own torturous swirl-p..
Dead of Night

Dead of Night

A Poem by Chewing Wildflowers


The winding scent of tobacco rises, twisting and turning through my nostrils;flowing down to the pits of my likewise stomach,urging my strongest will ..