Poems from FoxyArcher1995
He was tall
a lean muscled form.
He smirked with crooked grin.
In his eyes, a violet storm.
Though he was crass
I followed behind him,...
History
So bright and vibrant
The past is alive
These people lived
And are remembered so fully
I wish for that
These people were human...
My Father is the earth
from which I came from
Steady and strong he supports me
My Mother is the water
that nurtures my heart
she is always...