Few of my million daily thoughts, stories, and poems survive the battles in my head and make it to this blog.
Help me give them a louder voice.
(All poems are written by me, you can call me Zee)
I see monsters in the park, impatiently cursing the sun missing the dark.
I see paws digging beneath a stone.
Tail wagging so happy to find his old bone.
While his owner impatiently waits to make the drive back home.
Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things.
I am Zee