Poems from Eleanalda
Bordering the vast and unmovable Arctic,
There lies a forest filled by the sharp reflection
Of snow hanging across trees that seem...
Lavender fields graze the ocean
With recently cut stems
That signify the Celts nearby
Their lasses almost gems.
But the ocean hides a...
Lace outlines delicate throats of women
Nobly walking down cobblestone streets,
Grease coats the hands of mechanical men
As they hammer...
I am from math on lonely summer afternoons,
from reading classics and chasing rabbits
that never seemed to truly leave the...
Interesting, how the excitement of a child waxes and wanes without truly passing.
For a time, Christmas was a time of happiness rather...