Nothing is as sweet to the lips than the ashes strewn from the phoenix rising. |
When tears have turned to determination, |
Acceptance is essential, more so than tolerance, together they allow for steps towards belonging |
So many winter friendships |
For some very important things, |
...we killed those darlings on social platform poetry |
What we can, we do. |
If paradise where colours, its banners are varied and bright against a muted landscape. |
Truth about truth must needs be truthful. |
When everything is in its place, |