The trail that many walked has disappeared amongst the brambles. The shadows quivered in the charisma Of the hidden stars. The baleful bed of wildflowers cushioned his pain, Like chilly hands keeping him afloat, and the balance is perfectly maintained. The leaves and petals tickled his arms,  The fingers grasped tighter until an ache bloomed. … Continue reading A Picture is Worth a Trillion Dollar$ Poem: [2nd]