Poems from alpharock
The thunder roars
in my ears,
the soft echo
of the quiet spring
gone.
Then comes the plop
of rain and
the smell
engulfs me.
There is...
A letter was on a page
part of a word
part of a conciousness
flowing out of the river of ideas
ebbing from the
lake of creativity.
The...
A bird doesn't sing because it has an answer,
it sings because it has a song,
it is us who answer it.
The bird sings its song,
and we...
Whenever you look at a clock,
seconds tick away.
Wheneer you take a step,
millions are taken.
Wenever you say a word,
coversations begin...
A story of adventure,
connected to life,
a single thought,
a single line.
The knight of death helping the hopeless,
on a journey to a...