Winslow Des Totes : Writing

Logan and I

Logan and I

A Poem by Winslow Des Totes


He may be my nephew and not my child but raising him has been my biggest challenge and my greatest honor.
Depression

Depression

A Poem by Winslow Des Totes


This is a bit of a long one, however, so is the battle and therefore quite fitting.
Old Friend

Old Friend

A Poem by Winslow Des Totes


Just in a mood I guess.
All that was

All that was

A Poem by Winslow Des Totes


Short and bittersweet.
Remember when

Remember when

A Poem by Winslow Des Totes


Reminiscing again :)
Take Heed

Take Heed

A Poem by Winslow Des Totes


Just a lil' something to ponder.
Here we remain

Here we remain

A Poem by Winslow Des Totes


Frustrations of current events coupled with a build up of angst and depression. Enjoy :)
As the feather falls down.

As the feather falls down.

A Poem by Winslow Des Totes


A light expression.
Falling.

Falling.

A Poem by Winslow Des Totes


Another short ditty.
Mine

Mine

A Poem by Winslow Des Totes


Of all the nonsensical things there is love.

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