A collaboration of forty-six on dreams both dreary and delightful! Enjoy! love, be the garden you once were. A winter garden with perfect manicured trees. A koi pond frozen over.
May or may not be inspired by my own ventures It was a simple question... I miss you , but I'm stuck here , writing sloppy poems about "us" , that doesn't exist any more . Existential questions at the border of a bridge. Remember to thank [and love] the gardener, whoever it may be. This is a story I have always wanted to tell, as it is one of my favourite memories. I fear I do not do it justice, but please, humour me. Short snippet of a woman and her cat It's almost Halloween so I tried to write something "creepy" (it's not). Obviously, the question mark adds to the creepiness points. The rhyme scheme got scared away. Self-love and moving on Xx The sky, A Garden Of Clouds^^ a poetic story about a ghost A poem about how I'm annoyed my patio garden doesn't get enough sun and how I can literally count the minutes by the shadows from my plants. A sort of faux sonnet in style, I find I naturally write a ... when you taste success with writing
I was trying to remember our yard back home
Un après-midi dans le jardin. 🌷🐝🌳 If it's a love story you want.