Many a Jane
Many a Jane have had canckled feet.
If it weren’t for Gais blessing’s this would not be the feat.
For hardshipsmake the nostalgia
It’s a tribulation
I write these words
Tainted from rebirth ash revival paint
A sweet petal
Sweet as peas
Caught a smile in bask of glory
Quiver me knees.
I wrote because I can.
Posted on 2018-04-02, in Uncategorized and tagged Creative Writing, humanity, In Yer Face poetry, Overcoming Writers Block, self expression, Stream of consciousness, The lyrics to my life. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.