Alright as you can see this is for poetry. i enjoy writing poetry, reading poetry, i even think of it as my native language. so i will continue to post my poetry here, in the hope that some understand me.

I don't really expect much feedback on my poetry, but i am always open for conversation, and will listen to what you have to say.

i will continue to update when ever i feel poetic.

i hope you enjoy this unique view of my thoughts, and soul.

in memory of

Mow of Pillows

Black velvet fur,
precious emerald sparkles
as lemon shaped eyes,
a bobbed tail buzzing,
hair like whiskers branching
out with happy white blossoms,
a motor starts, ending
only when she falls asleep.

this poem was made for the cat i love dearly, even when she shreds my things.
though this poem was made when she lived, it serves to keep her memory alive.