Poems from HHerring
No: life isn't horrible.
No: life isn't terrible
or terrifying.
No: I cannot stand silent anymore.
Yes: I will stand up for
what I know...
Each hope I have rests here;
My dreams, they’re still inside.
For though the hope’s to fly
'Twill be a long, long ride.
Though music...
Quiet, gently grow
Into strength and purity
Until you become
O love, thou fateful fiend of fiery pain
That dances on my heart as if it were
A joyous song whose feet pound out a train
That draws my...
Each step taken is another place moved.
Each word spoken is another breath breathed.
Each speech given is another passion found.
Each song...