Coddiwomple
Down this dusty road I tread,
Thick brush into which I move ahead.
I know not where I go,
A destination unknown.
The urge to go forth,
Began a mere cascade.
Now a powerful impetus,
Propels me into the dark.
Racing forward,
I leap into future,
Deep.
YOU ARE READING
Frozen In Your Words
PoetryA collection you will read From the heart they are deemed In their true form they shall stay For all to read and ponder away! I write what comes to mind, no editing, I just publish as is! Short and sweet for you to complete, in one simple read! *Not...
