Hail My hands know the sadness of rock, of unfinished lines and rough sides tapering to sharpness. The shape of solitude, turning. Now the stones fall as water, a woman lets down her hair and laugh…
Source: Hail
Hail My hands know the sadness of rock, of unfinished lines and rough sides tapering to sharpness. The shape of solitude, turning. Now the stones fall as water, a woman lets down her hair and laugh…
Source: Hail
Poetry and Flash Fiction
The Official Home of Rolli - Author, Cartoonist and Songwriter
Lots of different things from the, perhaps, lunatic mind of Cianaodh Óg
Carpe Noctem Quod Tempus Fugit!
The home of poetry
Write what you feel, coz it doesn't make you fear. A doctor by profession and writer by passion✌️
Emotional musings
storytelling the world
…where words and drawings breathe
The world around through my camera's lens
Musings and books from a grunty overthinker
Lyrics from the Rainforest
"I have enough time to rest, but I don't have a minute to waste". Come and catch me with your wise words and we will have some fun with our words of wisdom.
You & Your Health
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