Poetry and short stories by A + S.

A brief reminiscing of pictures on a wall, by AK.

Hello Do you hear them? See them in the darkness Riding despair on wings of hope With tears.

The thunder song blows in my ears Ceasing all of my unseen fears The scent is that of lands across the sea… Where sands are swirling And...

Hidden deep in the forest… Shall only seep into the minds of the surest Here me now For it lies in a clearing And when pine is scented,...

Every morning And every night Comes the loon… Wether with sunrise Or with sunset She is always diving Under the water’s gleaming surface…...

Over many seas... And under many trees Lies a land that frees frees the mind With dock pilings lined, and oceans of a single kind... And...