Gelial's Blurbs

Filled with warm goodness
Your lungs expand with the smoke
Absorb the beauty.

#morninghaiku

Maple trees quiver
Smoke rises, contentedly
The wind wants some, too.

#morninghaiku

“The sound of your voice is piercing my patience, as it seeps on through the midnight corridors; Kindly keeping in your resent. Retire to the setting hate, drying in all familiar cast. Twitching as I fear it’s far too late“.

I Don’t Like You Anymore.