Three Tanka in one post on the butterfly effect on all existential battles. Respect All Life!
Exploring the American Sentences. Sharing a photography book I highly recommend. I say NO to AI in the arts.
... trying a series of American sentences. Please read.
The soon-to-be mom and dad are calm and composed. And so are the grandparents-to-be: patiently we watch the oozing of every hour.
Attempting three prompts with a non-conforming rebellious feeling for the end of the month. Happy Samhain my friends. And Happy Diwali too.
An Acrostic Poem for every season. Thanks, Diana.
Forgive my lame attempt here. Things are scary enough for children and grownups as they are. But I managed three short haikus to garnish the fright story the image dragged out of me. I hope you enjoy it.
Enjoy the season of radiant merriness. I bless you and wish you miracles.
Strolling in moonlight or playing attunedPulsing in moments feeling mighty fineI on the solo flute, you the bassoon Double-blind and tone-deaf yet we align The bees hum about clover and sweet…
First there wasnothingNothing to see That wasn'tof darkness Not your hand orthat of another Not your reflectionon the firmament.Not until therewas starlightCould you discernthe face of another*First there was nothingThen there was everything.…
Please join our friendly group of syllabic poetry enthusiasts where, ehem, I'm the host this week. This challenge closes on Monday, 10/21, at noon EST Detroit, USA.