So you want to know why I prefer to travel alone, alone with my thoughts and the road, traveling without inhibitions and without “friends”, allowing myself to be swept around the river bend? So you want to know why I travel solo?
Tag: poet
Glass Menagerie
Used to be a glass figurine In your perfect menagerie, Surrounded by glass tchotchkes, Polished by you lovingly, Then in a game of chess I didn’t know…… Read more “Glass Menagerie”
Living Nightmare
I don’t deserve a fairy tale life, Prince Charming won’t come for me, Living in a hurricane of lies No one will ever see. Karma’s a b****,…… Read more “Living Nightmare”
Roses
The best friendships are said to be Like flowers – or, more specifically, are roses, bestowing blessings, imparting color, life, meaning; some friendships masquerade, however, as harmless…… Read more “Roses”
