Can Life Be Measured? An Espresso Moment #poetry
measured with a ruler, graphed, or written, as algebraic calculation or like a histogram to be studied or memorized? How would you do it?
measured with a ruler, graphed, or written, as algebraic calculation or like a histogram to be studied or memorized? How would you do it?
8 lines 8 syllables no rhyme You may laugh at my reason. But here's to a Great Eight.
It's not a happy day when you get distorted yet lucid dreams. The war must end!
Loud, uncouth, and naughty until proven otherwise. But still we want March to hurry come stay awhile. Friends, notice the miracles in the fine hairs on buds and branches. Spring; No one does it better.
Do you have time for an espresso/expresso shot? Or for an escapade to indulge in a fave sobering drink? Great, let's! #shortpoem on the go! xoxo
Spring is surely coming. May everyone in all corners of the world see the colors of hope Spring brings. Hello March... Our prayers are with you, Ukraine.
March marches on in sprightly tones. Are you listening?
Is it true that stars shine brightest when its time time comes and they start to collapse? And us, humans, when do our lights shine the brightest?