The girl needs a day off. Needs to be a child playing childish games. Let her.
Written after Stephen W. Buchanan's post, You Bet Your Life. If You Haven't Got A Sonnet, A Ha'Sonnet Will Do.
A Tanka Puente with the theme of best and worst moments.
I was once a lad with upturned lips Afloat but scared of sinking waves That swelled over society’s brink and Quenchless flames that on my bosom die. #anxiety
It's easy to conjure up the image of that island ferry. Here's how I do it.
A little dark poem is where I landed today. Hope you can recover from this one.
Have you seen the nominees for the Best of the Net 2025, as recognized by Sundress Publications? Please take a look. Thanks from the bottom of my heart.
A love letter written with the youthful exuberance of a life lived with such a grateful heart.
uncertainty looms in every corner—what to do, what to do but all ills come equipped, they say,complete with answers waiting the humane will figure it out: not exactlyrocket science Copyright…
In the presence of nature, a wild delight runs through the man, in spite of real sorrows. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
