andy groe : Writing

at last, the air is cold

at last, the air is cold

A Poem by andy groe


the year is fal l i n g o n ( e l e a f a t a t i m e, i nb e a u tif ul sile n)ce again.
blanketed

blanketed

A Poem by andy groe


a thick fog engulfsthe water front drive, hiding what must lay afoot. the air is silent, as silent as the blanketed horizon, and settles still ar..
innocence in the words of a child

innocence in the words of a child

A Poem by andy groe


can you hear the innocence and hope still left, spoken with unabashed joy and heart?
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A Chapter by andy groe


If I were able to express in words how autumn truly makes me feel, I can’t say with certainty that I would. I guess I was just looking for chan..
Autumn [working title]

Autumn [working title]

A Book by andy groe


don't really have the full concept just yet, but looking for some thoughts. about a kid after college. friendship, love.
weather perfect/without

weather perfect/without

A Poem by andy groe


todaythe weather is perfect.an autumn chill,brisk cool wind,the threat of rain,and a slight grey upon everything.i miss you love.
how soon?

how soon?

A Poem by andy groe


i'm tired.tired of you not being around.i'm tired of the distanceand the limited time.i'm tiredof the letting go,the far off feeling of being aloneeve..
the ballerina and her father

the ballerina and her father

A Poem by andy groe


in a quietornate dining room,the ballerina sitseating the evening mealwith her stern father.the table,fit for twelve,stretches across the room,fills o..
stray thought #97

stray thought #97

A Poem by andy groe


it feels niceto be missed once in awhile
take it in

take it in

A Poem by andy groe


breathe slowly.it was fall todayand soon it will coverthe ground.