let me take you to the place from where you can see children's hands stretching up to the sky from the ferris wheel, let me take you to my daydreams. let me show you the world as orion sees. writing : [2021] feb 18 (2'14 pm) - july 25 (2'30 pm). posting : [2021] apr 17 (12'34 pm) - nov 19 (12'40 pm). mas ; mypoemattic © 2021. #29 in poetry on May 10th, '21. #10 in poem on July 6th,' 21.

winter changes a lot of things. the forest sings hymns of a frozen country, the ice shields our forgotten memories, blue seas have long to journey before they turn to mist, these are the days from an artist's messy canvas, the pine trees are covered in snow, fire-place afternoons and time that slows, the story-tales are hushed on every street, the winter bird hums a song so sweet, these are new beginnings and the end of times- those days when winter arrives. A mini collection of poetry and prose to read by your window sill during cold winter nights. 25 in poetry, January 7th 2021. mypoemattic © 2020.

honeydew eyes, mulberry charades, & inarian saints. ❝ambrose like fire, sunsets, & love.❞