The memory of trees Lingers in the barren ground Rooted in sadness
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets
in the evening a lazy, soft kind of sound my love, recognized
By crayoncreative2 years ago in Poets
Ripples in water, a fallen peanut sinking, no squirrel in sight.
By James Green2 years ago in Poets
Celebrating the doom of independence Liberation in its precipice gallops in the abyss of glee, Callous whispers of unserved justice writhe the soul with pain that abhors the plea
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Wings brush morning light, Petals sway with gentle grace, Air hums with soft life. Postscript: This haiku captures the delicate beauty of a butterfly as it flutters through the morning, embodying the serene and graceful dance of nature.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
Pizza and the moon Warm walks in the month of June Now, that’s amore
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Green leaf on fresh snow She sleeps with his sweater vest Night of still, cold air. ~ Dreams of frosted hue, his woven face petrifies
By Lamar Wiggins2 years ago in Poets
This is for Poppy’s sugar prompt! Do join in the fun here! Sugar. We have a love-hate relationship with this condiment. Whether we love it or hate it, there is one thing that’s for certain; all of us want to maintain sweetness in our lives.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin2 years ago in Poets
Lake attire’s on canoe and paddles ready bon voyage buddy! 🚣🚣🚣🚣🚣 The golden sun hides whipped cream clouds fly like pigeons
By Talia Devora2 years ago in Poets
A tapestry woven with threads of gold and green, A land of promise, where dreams convene. From mountains high to oceans deep,
By Moharif Yulianto2 years ago in Poets
Have you, in the country’s south, seen those red bean trees? How many have sprouted in the spring breeze? Gather more of their seeds if you please.
By laopai2 years ago in Poets
So it’s not easy to wrestle against evil spirits and powers. —- We must remember that the enemy is a seducer of souls.
