Two haikus on hope and music! Enjoy! <3 The need to be the person you were in a particular memory.
A type of lament that expresses love Thank you all so much! Commaful has changed my life, and it's all thanks to you!
A borrowed knife without a blade Everywhere, on the sidewalks, in the gutters, right outside my door. Flourishing in the streets of Tegucigalpa, like leftover confetti from Mardi Gras. Lining the paths, nestled in the gravel, the bro... The mango trees are all dying, except this one. My leafy throne. Day 20 of a Year of Prompts! Not a peom, but an old tried memory that brings hope and love into my cloud covered days. Okay this is not about a mango, Midsummer mango: a poem about the fruit that made my childhood so much brighter <3 But no seriously I love mangos so much "You wanna tango with mango?