Over the Badlands

Trey PersonsNovember 29, 2016POEMS

The rains fall where there is no fire. The sun shines on those that tire. Snow trickles down on old grounds. Lightling strikes in leaps and bounds. No matter the weather of the moment. Sore over the skies like an atmosphere comet.

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I'm and up and coming writer from Memphis, Tennessee that believes we are all born to play our part in the universe. I'm on a mission to inspire others as well as stir your imagination through my passion for words. Here, you'll find inspirational poetry, all original fictions, and random events about my life. If you're reading this, please take a moment to comment or send an email so I can thank you personally for taking the time to read my work. That and I really like to connect with others and learn your story as well. My first novel will be releasing July 7, 2020 titled "Universing". Thank you for visiting my corner of the web. Contact info authortreypersons@gmail.com View all posts by Trey Persons