Bad Poetry Sunday: “Sons of Carman at Midnight”

Hello my dear poets! Tonight’s installment was written in the wee hours of the morning. I woke up and had a hard time falling back to sleep, so naturally I went to TikTok and scrolled for a while. I ended up down a path of spooky videos that had me on edge and jumpy andContinue reading “Bad Poetry Sunday: “Sons of Carman at Midnight””

Bad poetry Sunday: “Like Pirates”

We shall sail upon the world like pirates taking treasures of  Joy from whichever place we land. Golden sunsets, shimmering waves of love ensconced inside a box for which only we hold the key, given to us with our first breath. So, we breathe. We shall sail upon the world and find ourselves lurking under Continue reading “Bad poetry Sunday: “Like Pirates””