Here is an old poem since the urge to write hasn't struck me in a while.

[sundered_cog]

Endless words whispered into wanting ears. Winters worst storm is winding into cold covered shanties. Cloth shrouds numerous mannequins shivering, but only slightly. To cover all that seems human, risk. The bite, the wound, the scar, a word to wisdom. A wrinkle forms on my face, a year passes over my body. The water falls one drop at a time

Comments

[srhviolet]

that is beautiful. its very calming. thank you for sharing it.

Yay!

[sundered_cog]

Thank you very much! ;p