Writing

A dying smoker, abandoned and penniless, reflects on his choices. As his mind debates his fate, he realizes he is not dying from his addiction—b..

The speaker walks through life aware of its mysteries, realizing that no matter how much we think we know, there is always more beyond our grasp.

A lone black mushroom speaks—aged, unwanted, and lost between life and decay.

Time is like a ball rolling down the lane—unstoppable, blind, and ever-moving. Whether we run with it or not, it never slows down. A vivid poem ..

Their is a song in nature if you stop to listen.......

Lingering memories make me reflect on what my gut was trying to tell in those brief moments. Interrupted monologues.

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