A poet concerned with healing the masses with introspective and uplifting verse
The sun sits in a half-slumber Tucked-in tightly at a more than decent hour behind Cumulus and cumulonimbus pillows That, to the mortal eye, are softer than any Egyptian cotton sheets
By RH Fowler6 years ago in Poets
In a world That can sometimes Be so unreasonably Cold, We must embrace all of The warmth That love creates. This will take practice,
By RH Fowler7 years ago in Poets
Believe me My dear, This life Will hurt you. I have no doubts About this. But it will also Be very good To you as well.
Be bold, And love. Love Even though You know It is a Beautifully doomed Feeling. Love Even though You know how Hard it is