A moon, lingering, rests for a while in the sky in a sea of stars
A place to gather words before they get lost.
A moon, lingering, rests for a while in the sky in a sea of stars
How the day slides by. nearly done. watercolor spent. — poem by Tellio
Tellio, my friend, Terry, again, I'm forever thankful of the moment My quill connected with yours, for we are forEver dipping nibs of wonder into ink
a TIME acronym poem of appreciation for #OpenWrite
I relish the rhythms of the shoreline
a hunk of wood with a history all my own
By morning, I'm stranded on sand
By night, I'm on the move again
for #OpenWrite
Dawn, opens eyes with raindrops for a skirt; Monday gets dressed
A Lune poem for #OpenWrite
If water were paint, the rains would make the landscape a pretty canvas
for Algot
Paint an epiphany but leave room for wonder In the night sky, infinity paints an epiphany across a creative canvas, singing with thunder; Paint an epiphany but leave room for wonder
a Triolet for #OpenWrite
Contracts scribes spines Papyrus-pushers jaws Doors biennial false;
Refusenik for scrivening Cattle census dreary Inscrutable drawing measuring tax mechanically recording;
The silently
A Dadaist poem for #OpenWrite Source: Ancient Scribes Got Ergonomic Injuries, Too via New York Times
A leaf, still falling, dances to the sound of wind rustling its edges
Bask in fading light - the way shadows dance at night in quiet moonlight
Listening again - the piano plays the pain; cold November rain