Poetic Meme

Something died today. It was my love, so I threw it away. You were right Robert Frost. ‘Nothing gold can stay.’

When you opened my heart you saw my scars and my pain. Then your gentle love healed it and closed it again.

It seems we’ve lost our moral compass in the wilderness over time. It’s buried beneath sound bites of semantics, sludge and slime. We’re now drowning in […]