Dark Whispers- A Dark Poetry Blog. Spilled words of depression, anger, reflection, and hope Always be Writing. Dolls, Clowns, and Mirrors.

The sky is being cracked open, the thunder from inside the clouds, the pouring rain, the hail. Then she covered me, kisses soft as silk, bidding me down from the sky she plucked away my wings, but even so, she healed the wounds.

Random ramblings with a Christian take- most of the time! Travel tips and tricks.

Feel free to check them out. You may find some posts that are in two categories. That only means you get to enjoy the post in both categories. Tell me what you think about my posts. I appreciate feedback and intelligent conversations. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.

I wish that I could read your mind. The bridge is built yet the wall remains. I will keep my heart open. Put the past aside my friend.

THE EIGHT-FOOT BOY, a novel. Writing letters that are fun to receive. On May 4, 2015. Receiving a letter should be fun.

I Think I Had a Thought. Life is but a Waiting Room. The Silence of a Fallen Soldier. Sun Sets at the Dam. This gallery contains 8 photos. However, our poor lake is not much of a lake anymore.

Originally posted on Souldier Girl. No longer fears the collision of your sword. The depth and curves of roads. Hold me in a state of undress,.