The Past Taught me…

The start has an end... A poem starts with a rhyme, a life starts with a plan, love starts with a family. What if something else had full control.... of a feeling. You don't know it. No one ever does. Understand? Never came close to it... The past always seems to have that touch, You... Continue Reading →

It’s All About the Who When….

Life Moves 👣 Create the dazzlement of past years, past moments: tears, laughs, excitement. Tainted by time they've sadly passed by. Turmoil brusis our muscles. Although, the brain has the power to forget... a touch, connection, lie; they never feel the same twice. He has proved the amount of trust that emanates from a finger... Continue Reading →

Color to Light, Light to Color

Mother Earth's Painting 💛💭 She colors the clouds with ambition seeks the beauty in the distance knows her surroundings like the back of her hands; every rise and fall bone, marrow, and blood; all different purposes. Rays from above warm the flesh; yellow to pink, to orange and red. Color drains from the light like... Continue Reading →

The Time Between Night and Morning

Midnight 💙 > The sea of beryl, amethyst, and burgundysuspends the moon tonight.Distracting the hazy eyes thatpeek over hillsides,marking the battlefront, watching us barely noticing. While little performances scream for an audienceeach shooting star exclaiming watch me!One in a million stars are freed,Free to dance, perform: their last.This rainbow of purple- blueattached to a shape;white,... Continue Reading →

Create a website or blog at WordPress.com

Up ↑

[kuhm-plek-shuhn]:Complexion

the way our lives are reflected and seen

#Speak

Break the silence. End the violence.

Felie Fel's Pages

Don't be afraid, just turn the page.

Luke Atkins

Film, Music, and Television Critic