Poetry: By Ann Christine Tabaka

Ann Christine Tabaka 04.02.2018 Eyes Wide Open Eyes wide open I see the truth. Eyes wide open for once, at last.   Treasures dangled as enticements. A fall from grace tumbles by. Sixteen and twenty, counting onward.   The path unclear, the questions stands. Hand of temptation reaches forward, offering forbidden fruit.   Imprisoned by … Continue reading Poetry: By Ann Christine Tabaka