A collaboration of forty-six on dreams both dreary and delightful! Enjoy!
just tried to write poetry with different formation
Sunlight escapes to a world of wizards, warlocks, and warlords.
A million pathways into my heart. All pictures, minus the first, are my own; yes, my foot is tiny.
Ten thousand empty pages to be filled. Double tetractys #11
Reality is a mirror and the day is magic.
A dark heart can still feel light.
// analysis of // clockwork // which is found here: https://commaful.com/play/weeklybrent/-clockwork-/ //
On emptiness and hopelessness.
Things lost and not found. A piece inspired by a prompt from @tofu_tofu!
Faraway fantasies fade into your heart.
Music evaporates into atmospheric bliss.
Are things better up in the clouds?
Is growing up all that it's cracked up to be?
She lives blissfully with him.
poetry month - #26
I'm not especially proud of this work
Sleep just a few minutes more. Sleep is bliss.