I can be your hands, so long as I have your mind. Please, God. Not his mind.
By Sara Elise MacDougall 7 months ago in Poets
I pause, mediate, Grateful for each gift I hold. Peace fills my heart, mind.
By Darla M Seely7 months ago in Poets
I feel my cat's fur And hear him purring loudly. Whiskers twitch softly.
I’m scared of the day the silence I now yearn for becomes deafening.
I'm not a softie Onions do not make me cry Peeling makes them weep
By Margaret Minnicks7 months ago in Poets
As the sun goes down, A cool breeze begins to blow. I hear crickets chirp.
My eyes close gently, Grateful for the hours gne. Night holds me in peace,
I calmly reflect On blessing I have received. Many come my way.
Laughter of children Echoes over fields of green, Springtime in their eyes.
Erasing my words Struggling to count syllables This Haiku Is hard
By Jessica Richardson7 months ago in Poets
a new building starts blocks the view, you walk around pavement is broken
By Eddamar González7 months ago in Poets
JJ found the ink pen JS inquires, where? Here? And when? Young MJ comprehends
By Marc OBrien7 months ago in Poets
