Poems from LB_McCaughey
The way a poem can be.
How it floats, shifts, wanders.
And yet, it is freer than the wind, than the galloping sea.
Than you and me, she...
People think 11:11 is a myth
But I make a wish every day and every night at 11:11
I stay up and I wake to make a wish.
Why do people stop...
Green Tea Macha.
Calm and reserved on the outside.
But, on the inside, I am filled with chaos and uniqueness.
Although not many people...
Illuminate a path we hope we will take.
The future seems more enticing today.
To warn you.
To encourage.
To examine.
To imagine.
A...
I am the forgotten yet cherished one.
I wonder why my life is a burning fire.
I Hear my heart breaking
I See snowflakes falling from...