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 Apr 2, 2018, 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.