Willow Marks
@willowmarks.bsky.social
I love to write in my free time, as I find joy in the swirling ideas that fill my mind. I feel compelled to transfer those thoughts onto paper. The world is beautiful, and I am savoring every moment of it.
June 23, 2025 at 6:19 PM
This beautifully illustrated poetry book is a tender journey through the heart, capturing raw emotions, true feelings, and the depth of human connection. Each verse paints a vivid picture of longing, hope, and healing, brought to life by enchanting artwork. @carmellapoetry.bsky.social
February 19, 2025 at 9:59 AM
This beautifully illustrated poetry book is a tender journey through the heart, capturing raw emotions, true feelings, and the depth of human connection. Each verse paints a vivid picture of longing, hope, and healing, brought to life by enchanting artwork. @carmellapoetry.bsky.social
This beautifully illustrated poetry book is a tender journey through the heart, capturing raw emotions, true feelings, and the depth of human connection. Each verse paints a vivid picture of longing, hope, and healing, brought to life by enchanting artwork.
February 19, 2025 at 9:58 AM
This beautifully illustrated poetry book is a tender journey through the heart, capturing raw emotions, true feelings, and the depth of human connection. Each verse paints a vivid picture of longing, hope, and healing, brought to life by enchanting artwork.
With unwavering will and boundless power, I shall conquer the summit of the highest mountain, turning dreams into really.
February 3, 2025 at 8:38 PM
With unwavering will and boundless power, I shall conquer the summit of the highest mountain, turning dreams into really.
Feel your feet firmly planted on the ground.
January 14, 2025 at 8:55 PM
Feel your feet firmly planted on the ground.
Under the indigo night, stars glimmered across the sky. The crescent moon cast a gentle glow, illuminating us by the quiet lake. His hand touched mine, a silent promise deepening our bond. His eyes told a timeless love story without words. Wrapped in night’s embrace, our souls intertwined. 🪶
January 13, 2025 at 9:56 PM
Under the indigo night, stars glimmered across the sky. The crescent moon cast a gentle glow, illuminating us by the quiet lake. His hand touched mine, a silent promise deepening our bond. His eyes told a timeless love story without words. Wrapped in night’s embrace, our souls intertwined. 🪶
Just visited the Spy Museum, and it was absolutely fascinating! 🕵️♀️ From interactive exhibits to real-life spy gadgets, I learned so much about the world of espionage. The stories of undercover agents and their daring missions brought history to life in a way I never expected.
🔍✨ #AdventureAwaits
🔍✨ #AdventureAwaits
January 8, 2025 at 1:20 AM
Just visited the Spy Museum, and it was absolutely fascinating! 🕵️♀️ From interactive exhibits to real-life spy gadgets, I learned so much about the world of espionage. The stories of undercover agents and their daring missions brought history to life in a way I never expected.
🔍✨ #AdventureAwaits
🔍✨ #AdventureAwaits
Today,I visited Arlington National Cemetery,and it was a profound privilege to witness this sacred resting place. Surrounded by so much sacrifice,I couldn’t help but feel a deep ache in my heart.So many lives lost,families left with broken hearts. Thank you for your sacrifice. May you rest in peace.
January 1, 2025 at 9:40 PM
Today,I visited Arlington National Cemetery,and it was a profound privilege to witness this sacred resting place. Surrounded by so much sacrifice,I couldn’t help but feel a deep ache in my heart.So many lives lost,families left with broken hearts. Thank you for your sacrifice. May you rest in peace.
The earth is fragile, a treasure we ignore,
In our quest for comfort, we destroy and score.
We build with greed, yet break with our hands,
Killing the beauty of these sacred lands.
But heed this warning, don’t wait for the fate,
Act now, for tomorrow may just be too late.
By Willow Marks
In our quest for comfort, we destroy and score.
We build with greed, yet break with our hands,
Killing the beauty of these sacred lands.
But heed this warning, don’t wait for the fate,
Act now, for tomorrow may just be too late.
By Willow Marks
December 28, 2024 at 2:35 PM
The earth is fragile, a treasure we ignore,
In our quest for comfort, we destroy and score.
We build with greed, yet break with our hands,
Killing the beauty of these sacred lands.
But heed this warning, don’t wait for the fate,
Act now, for tomorrow may just be too late.
By Willow Marks
In our quest for comfort, we destroy and score.
We build with greed, yet break with our hands,
Killing the beauty of these sacred lands.
But heed this warning, don’t wait for the fate,
Act now, for tomorrow may just be too late.
By Willow Marks
I felt your presence when I was low,
A gentle touch, a light that softly glows.
In my heart, your love I'll never forget.
Thank you for watching over me still, Guiding my path with a father's will. Though you're gone, your care remains near, In every thought, I know you're here.
Thank you for watching over me still, Guiding my path with a father's will. Though you're gone, your care remains near, In every thought, I know you're here.
December 23, 2024 at 8:25 PM
I felt your presence when I was low,
A gentle touch, a light that softly glows.
In my heart, your love I'll never forget.
Thank you for watching over me still, Guiding my path with a father's will. Though you're gone, your care remains near, In every thought, I know you're here.
Thank you for watching over me still, Guiding my path with a father's will. Though you're gone, your care remains near, In every thought, I know you're here.
As I grow, my horizons expand,
Air lifts me up,
In reaching heights, I harbor fear,
For undeserved, they disappear.
God, with your help, I've come this far,
Guide me onward, you're my guiding star.
In your embrace, I find my might,
I walk your path, with heart and sight.
By Willow Marks
Air lifts me up,
In reaching heights, I harbor fear,
For undeserved, they disappear.
God, with your help, I've come this far,
Guide me onward, you're my guiding star.
In your embrace, I find my might,
I walk your path, with heart and sight.
By Willow Marks
December 22, 2024 at 12:50 PM
As I grow, my horizons expand,
Air lifts me up,
In reaching heights, I harbor fear,
For undeserved, they disappear.
God, with your help, I've come this far,
Guide me onward, you're my guiding star.
In your embrace, I find my might,
I walk your path, with heart and sight.
By Willow Marks
Air lifts me up,
In reaching heights, I harbor fear,
For undeserved, they disappear.
God, with your help, I've come this far,
Guide me onward, you're my guiding star.
In your embrace, I find my might,
I walk your path, with heart and sight.
By Willow Marks
With pen in hand, I take my flight,
Across the page, pure white and bright.
Thoughts race like rivers, swift and free,
As joy ignites a spark in me.
So let the ink flow, wild and bold,
With every stroke, a tale unfolds.
In this dance of words, I find my voice.
Across the page, pure white and bright.
Thoughts race like rivers, swift and free,
As joy ignites a spark in me.
So let the ink flow, wild and bold,
With every stroke, a tale unfolds.
In this dance of words, I find my voice.
December 19, 2024 at 5:33 PM
With pen in hand, I take my flight,
Across the page, pure white and bright.
Thoughts race like rivers, swift and free,
As joy ignites a spark in me.
So let the ink flow, wild and bold,
With every stroke, a tale unfolds.
In this dance of words, I find my voice.
Across the page, pure white and bright.
Thoughts race like rivers, swift and free,
As joy ignites a spark in me.
So let the ink flow, wild and bold,
With every stroke, a tale unfolds.
In this dance of words, I find my voice.
Life is a journey, embrace each moment and don't be afraid to enjoy the ride.
December 18, 2024 at 7:41 PM
Life is a journey, embrace each moment and don't be afraid to enjoy the ride.