Poems from jaskiles

Words swirl inside my head like pillars of light, I grasp onto the strands and wait: I wait for them to makes sense, Incoherent buzzes of...
A sweltering hot summer’s day Clouds gather like a funeral procession And let down their tears Earth is cleansed as pelting sheets of drops...
The pungent smell of saltwater soaks the air The sound of swishing, crashing impatient waves Are rolling children dog-piling in playful...
I thought I knew the road and where it leads; I came upon the fork and felt so sure, Until the trees in shade began to tease; My confidence...

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