Silver clouds arise
white and purple snowy peaks
I long for your peace
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Dear Reader,
This challenge was meaningful for me. When I was 20, I was homeless. While life may not have been easy then, I saw some of the most beautiful things during that journey. The most wonderful of all was the mountains. They provided me with shelter, food, and picturesque visions when everything else seemed to fall apart. My life is much better now, but I long for those snowy purple mountaintops.
Thank you for reading!
About the Creator
KW711
K.W. is a genre and gender fluid writer and poet. They enjoy writing romance, horror, and bizzarro stories with humor and heart. K.W. is passionate about the ongoing fight for queer and trans rights.
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I can't imagine dying like this, in a place like this; on a cold, dirty pavement with rush hour traffic screaming by and a crowd looking on while paramedics struggle to find space to move. Who could? Deep down we all think there should be a reason, a moment of clarity... or a family presence, at least. For this man, this boy, the rail thin woman lighting a cigarette in a faux fur jacket will have to do - she's been here since the start, her eyes tracking the movement of my shoulders as we fight to keep him on the right side of the line.
By S. A. Crawford2 days ago in Fiction
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Thank you for providing your explanation- it helps me to understand your beautiful imagery as it is meaningful to you. :)
Beautiful haiku!