The truth of life is death A poem for the daily prompt A double tetracyts on a statue. The beautiful art of a lonely figure being held and cherished. Hope you enjoy! :D <3
I remember when the world fell between my fingertips like powder, pale grains so isolated that they clung to the sharp creases of my palms like a lifeline, holding, holding on tight as I watched destr... Haikus on breaking, haikus on healing Lost syllables, lost love letters, swept away into a coma of endless time. RaTiN yEe ShIpS xD
Hope y'all like this, and hopefully one of your favourite ships were in there xD
(this took meh SuCh A lOnG tImE tO dO xD) The pandemic has changed our lives in so many ways, including the way we work.
For the daily prompt: Dust How a spring month symbolising emergence and growth can teach us that in times of despair and doubt, we are our own saviours. For @campaignpositiv ’s initiative to stop suicide. This is part 1 of the several prompts from a previous post titled “Help!”. For the daily prompt
What's left after the waves of time wash away the traces of our existence?
A villanelle. Took a while, hope you like it :) Thoughts about feeling invisible