The Tree of Dreams

Random poetry and the occasional drabble or dribble of other short random thought from the depths my somewhat bemused brain, or possibly Brian if the schizophrenic misspelt pseudo entity that lives up there is up to his old tricks... poems from the Tardis like halls of my head. No genre is safe...

creating constellations

an abundance of space metaphors and you. #1 in poetry 6/7/16

you worry too much

read when you need a little picker-upper.

loud poetry from a quiet girl

poetry by a person that's afraid of people. 12/23/15- #1 in poetry

youth

times have changed