Poetry, Short Prose and Walking
Although liberty dies
There’s a Moon that will rise
Casting moonlight below.
Oldish dreams fail to grow.
Patient stars ever will
Turn around but look still. 41 more words
1 day, 21 hours ago
I am combining challenges from Mindlovemiserys Menagerie where today’s Tale Weaver challenge is to write about the moon and Real Toads where Fireblossom Friday is back to challenge us to write about crows. 60 more words
5 days, 22 hours ago
These words are silly shadows.
When darkened ground forgets bright sky
And hints but it does not know why.
There’s something missing here. 28 more words
1 week ago
They live free from lust and fear and anger.¹
I waste resources taking precautions against what I fear and nothing happens. It is what I don’t anticipate that messes me up. 267 more words
1 week, 1 day ago
This simple story that is theirs to tell
Is older than the darkness of the night
And truer than the Sun’s new morning light
And deeper than the deepest magic spell. 133 more words
1 week, 5 days ago
I am combining a couple of prompts. At d’Verse Poets, the challenge is to write a quadrille (44 word poem) using the word drizzle. At… 96 more words
2 weeks, 1 day ago
A little rain, a little wet
A little sun we won’t forget
A drizzle, drazzle, druzzle there
A frazzle frizzled up somewhere
Mushy, splushy, gushy kiss… 78 more words