Tag: bridge

Just another bridge to cross

On the edge of an often path just another bridge to cross and throw thoughts into the wind before ink begins. How harsh a heart can be when dwelling in heartbreak then suddenly laugh about it as ink dries. I use to wonder how many times baby has been in a song then realized love is the champion be it…

Blending art and words

Like a glass half empty, half full blending art and words is a desire, sensation to be swallowed by lovers thirsty. Forms of beauty captivate words on paper sometimes rhyme imagination becomes vividly alive as daily life offers hope for mankind. Like a glass half empty, half full be amused with little things cross the bridge to the other side…

I must be

In this short span of time slow steps taken to the other side to perhaps find dreams made under constellation skies now buried with tears reality is, they died. I must be writing from the heart