Sepia-Tinted Memories
Wheels turning The many wonders I remember of you. * Scientists theorize that the ability to remember in color fades as we age – which essentially means that our memories begin to resemble… Continue reading
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#45: Lock Him Up! – Haiku
Thin skinned tangerine Thief of children’s charities Keep this dolt unseen ____________________________________________________________________________ Trump Was Ordered To Pay $2 Million In Damages For Abusing His Foundation To Help His Campaign “The court’s decision,… Continue reading
Haiku: Into Night
Day tugs off her dress Arches her back and stretches She melts into night
Out of the Dark
Remember me as flowers Pushing their way out of the dark To find warmth in the sun’s embrace I recently lost someone very dear to me, and my pen has once again become… Continue reading
Three Haiku Poems – Broodish
Loneliness will sit over our roofs with brooding wings. Bram Stoker, Dracula Loneliness will sit in a corner of my room – brooding and childish. She’ll rock in my chair – combing droopy… Continue reading
Five Haiku Poems: Persistent Winter
Winter is like a bad date who doesn’t want to leave… These cold winter winds slice through clothes with icicle fingers down my throat. My tonsils tickle. I cough out the… Continue reading
Incandescent Me
Short film by FlyTrapMan – Click HERE to visit and follow his blog! In the stream, the reflection of the moon can be seen. If I drink the water, would I shine brighter?… Continue reading
Crimson Stained
Photograph by Graham Stephen. Click HERE to visit and follow his blog! She stared at him sleeping – watching his chest rise and fall. At times, she would rest an ear over his… Continue reading
Six Words Story: Forever
Illustration by Poet Rummager Forever mine. I keep him handcuffed. My six word story was inspired by Karina Pinella’s fabulous post, The Devil’s Command. Click HERE to visit and follow her blog!!
Death’s Lullaby
Photograph by Inese – Click HERE to visit and follow her blog! Death leaned in with a kiss – stealing my breath away. He brought me poppy flowers – blood red with… Continue reading
