A place to gather words before they get lost.
A puddle is river
is teardrop, a creature cropped from beryl sky, a universe of rain
is lifeline, resisting August heat sunshine, an anecdote to pain
is mirrored glass, a moment for reflection, past, a thought within a frame
is surface tension, a pin off-kilter, apprehension, a dream by another name
for #WriteOut inspired by Lucille Clifton's The Earth Is A Living Thing https://poetrysociety.org/poems/the-earth-is-a-living-thing
Red pigment, hidden and obscured by Green's presence, edges to the stage
A figure of straw waits in the field, impatient, as crows carry on
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