©2017 E. R. Smith
Eyes of an infant, ponder aged faces and smile
Eyes of an infant, see beyond put ons and style
These orbs recently sent from heaven see keenly
Screaming wails when passed to those unseemly
Neonate vision, a blessing that’s spoiled
Groomers readjust oculars God oiled
Vision captured by glitz, fool’s gold
Leaves child open to dangerous control
This WordPress.com site is the bee's knees
Food. Lifestyle. Ramblings
YA Fantasy Author, Poet, & Visual Word Artist
The Ridges of Intertextuallity
by Lize Bard
book reviews galore
Smile!
Tales from the mouth of a wolf
Show the world what you possess
I have people to kill, lives to ruin, plagues to bring, and worlds to destroy. I am not the Angel of Death. I'm a fiction writer.
Words of Wonder, Worry and Whimsy
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
This WordPress.com site is the bee's knees
Food. Lifestyle. Ramblings
YA Fantasy Author, Poet, & Visual Word Artist
The Ridges of Intertextuallity
by Lize Bard
book reviews galore
Smile!
Tales from the mouth of a wolf
Show the world what you possess
I have people to kill, lives to ruin, plagues to bring, and worlds to destroy. I am not the Angel of Death. I'm a fiction writer.
Words of Wonder, Worry and Whimsy
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
let the conversation begin.
Welcome to home made, vegeterian, healthy & kids friendly recipes
I LEAVE YOUR ROAD TO WALK ON MY GRASS.
Where Legends Live in Words. A Digital Art & Poetry Wordpress By Linda J. Wolff
Author Aspiring
Echoes of Life, Love and Laughter
Life in progress
Never get lost in the Sauce
We all have a unique story….I want to share yours!
Player of words, artist of emotions.
