they fit together perfectly nestled like apair of two teaspoons Brought to you by this Ragtag Daily Prompt.
Subtle flutters ofSteele blue and dusky grey wingsNestled in the wild lilacBeat gently after the danceAs the sun sinks low Tanka Brought to you by this Ragtag Daily Prompt.
Butterflies swirled and danced in the fury of the early autumn winds, intermingled with the falling reds and golds in sunlight. Tanka poetry Brought to you by this Ragtag Daily Prompt.
Little pink bud swellsIn the warmth of the sunlightAnd dew drops gather Brought to you by this Ragtag Daily Prompt.
Soft words like breezes Whisper tenderly and leave Footprints in the soul Brought to you by this Ragtag Daily Prompt.
Mercury rising Sun turns his face upon me I melt in the glow Haiku
Falling asleep with My soul shining means waking As Mona Lisa Haiku originally published 29 August 2018
Hunting for lions She's in bullshit to her knees And in the wrong field ⁂ Perhaps you're knee deep in bullshit because you walked into a pasture. Maybe it's time to walk out of it and leave the bullshit behind. After all, if you're hunting for lions, or lionesses for that matter, you won't find … Continue reading Huntress
Like a pebble tossed into a pond, thus the ripples have begun to move from the epicenter outward reaching ev'ry corner... Tanka
I feel this so deeply. Unsurprisingly, I feel a lot of what this Jason writes but when you read a poem and it feels as if it was drawn from your very bones? That's poetry. I can't say this better than he did. What you’re asking for requires trust, which you’ve betrayed time after time…￼ … Continue reading Reluctance #Monoku #Poetry #Journey (reblog)