Life is a characteristic that distinguishes physical entities that have biological processes, such as signalling and self-sustaining processes, from those that do not, either because they have died, or because they are inanimate. Here, though, life is about the journey of us as people.
Anyone like to see the destruction of a person by their own actions?. Or want some thoughts to go with losing social respect and...
Does anyone want to know what the best time of day is? Anyone curious about why the start of the day can be a blank canvas? Do...
Does anyone want to know what the world of a lonely bench can be like? Anyone curious about how to gather their thoughts from a...
Want to read a poem about my cat and a sighting in a lonely car park? And to hear about the gracefulness and love from an...
Ever heard the thoughts of someone waking up after a dream? Or that they are now not knowing who or where they were? Or that...
Anyone want to read a poem about feet and their daily thoughts? About their life and musings? Do we not mention the miles they...
Can we view life as a set of frames? How quick the tick? How slow the dull boredom of a pause? Must we even think about each...
Does life itself bully us into doing things? Perhaps you think I mean in breathing and eating? Or just the things we have to do...
Want to read a haunting poem about a futile winter's day? Or to ask if the day has only the thought of waiting for something?...
Want to read about a couple picnicking? Knowing they are above the deep black belts of coal below them? To hear them reflect on...
