raindrops

i could sit on my windowsill for hours sipping tea as the raindrops splash into puddles and the aftermath is left on the floor. but then the skies turn from grey to back and the rain stops and it starts to hail and the hail stones are like tiny ice cubes that melt when they…

Like A Bird

You may knock me down with words bitter, cold lies  You may shatter my world like glass  But still, like a bird, I’ll rise Does my brevity surprise you? Why are your eyes cast down?  Is it because I captivate the thousands  With the light off a British pound? Just like the wind and the…