Poems from RicZ0617
The rolling rumble, resonating through the clouds
above echoes the deep unsettling roar of some past
ancient giant, his breaths core-...
I love the rain:the way it covers all as itwashes away our … “uncleanliness”I love thunder:how it expresses the frustrationof a just and...
It takes COURAGEto lie in bed and rummage through your thoughtswithout self-indictment from the conflicts foughtbetween your desires, your...
There’s no road I have not traveled,And if there’s one I did not take,Then that one leads to happiness,The kind I cannot make.For despite...
For some odd reason,I have always liked the lookof dried and dead trees.Their branches stretchingupwards towards some watchman,cheering...