An endless road stretches before me
A canvas for blood and the cars,
The sky is dappled and stormy
The wall clouds obscuring the stars
A yellow line creates a seam
And I know I can cross if I'm fast
As clouds are just pillows of steam,
And I can wait for the cars to go past.
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Jars of Stars
AcakThis is a collection of the poems I've typed up on my iPad. I've noticed I enjoy incorporating nature and space into my poetry, so if you dig nature and space read my poems! Some of them are dark, some are brighter, some rhyme and some are just word...
