Shelter

Gift

Joy is the greatest gift we can give to mankind and the world.

Tylluan Penry

Hover

Poems

Trees are poems that Earth writes upon the Sky.

Kahlil Gibran

Nestle

Stars

If Only

If she could only be one of those,

those who gild their wording in gold
who speak in rustic,
                                autumnal hues

and bring forth the world, one thought at a time.

Her voice emerges slowly
carved in inky blacks and ashen whites
fracturing the laden air, dissipating.

She is the unread,
                         mispronounced and unrefined.

She wishes to reach out and touch
with fingers tinted in poetry,
painted in midnight blues by circumstance,

to talk of the stars, to believe she could reach them.

Jade Kennedy

Fallen