Poems from ctw

Disappearing into an array of mist and fog, the shallow earth resides in its Keeping, coating the well-beloved green meadow with morning...
For Curt.    His eyes were an offset blue, Identical to the unyielding forces of the tempestuous sea and the churning influence of the...
Once upon a time, Extraneous forces brought me at a roundabout, for I was at an impasse of life that I did not wish to bring about on my...