paul sal..... : Writing

Love is behind the clouds?

Love is behind the clouds?

A Story by paul sal.....


fiction is non fiction
Nonsentience rules

Nonsentience rules

A Poem by paul sal.....


People frustrate me but, I love the trees that stand The mountain that soars ..
The bare witness

The bare witness

A Poem by paul sal.....


My only fear of dying is the not knowing what our future will be like. Will there be time to ..
A good hair day

A good hair day

A Poem by paul sal.....


got me
You must hear

You must hear

A Poem by paul sal.....


My fire is burning out Can you hear, can you hear? The drum is beating more slowly ..
The needle

The needle

A Poem by paul sal.....


The threads of our existence work tirelessly towards the needle of life. Se..
The womb of tomorrow

The womb of tomorrow

A Poem by paul sal.....


I do not claim to be the savoir, or our future. I do believe however, the things i have been compelle..
Meaningful managerie

Meaningful managerie

A Poem by paul sal.....


The rain pittering/pattering on my roof, painlessly pours it's soul into the earth, which in turn gobble..
kittens

kittens

A Poem by paul sal.....


Kittens purr with joy's sweet song while lying on your lap It is an unselfish bliss they ..
Peservere

Peservere

A Poem by paul sal.....


The days remaining enabling me to sit outside and take in the earths' warmth are drawing shorter. Soon, the earth will roll over and expose..