by Michelle Barton | Oct 24, 2018 | Flowetry
Be that the darkness comes from working long hours in the sun… or may it be the shadows of the soul for when one gives up all for the good of the whole… while not replenishing their cup, soon there is nothing left to give. It is empty. Lakes dry. Fill thy...
by Michelle Barton | Oct 12, 2018 | Flowetry
Sadness strikes at will, as the wind changes and fills my heart Flying fearcely forward Icharis into the light… Not so, for actually it is night. My heart aches at the looming death that is near I peer into a future that looks bright… A delight to be...
by Michelle Barton | Oct 4, 2018 | Flowetry
A rite of passage during our bloody moon Sometimes called the menstrual doom! Told to go unnoticed in a culture full of …. Pick up the Pace or You’ll fall flat on your face As the rest of us Clamor for our place in societies race. I will not stop. I will not lose. I...
by Michelle Barton | Oct 4, 2018 | Flowetry
Waves passing through my heart It’s a start, With a ship in the harbor Might this journey be a musical delight For rides of lust expressions without fuss may this breath be a grand trust Who are we, in the sea? Can we live in the swell of this heat? Creations...
