My first attempt at the cascade form, written on that specific nightmare where you dream about falling.
All credit goes to @sugar_cupcake [Thank you for the inspiration!]
The second part of a collaboration of fifty-eight on creative connections between the wondrous worlds and ourselves! Enjoy!
For the daily prompt. Hope u like it :))
A short poem for the Daily Prompt, Birds. Enjoy!
Finding yourself in the border between day and night, reality and imagination.
A collaboration with @dogslinwriter on garden walls, dreams, and reality. Enjoy! <3
"If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world."~Thorin Oakenshield.
The midnight sky is laced with stars twinkling in the night... This one took a LONG time to write, so I hope you enjoy! <3
A poem about my answer to Chi, (@chhr2103), about why I love the night. This explains more than I ever could, in the form of a poem. Hope you like it! :D
i probably wont write many more poems for a bit, i used all of my โจbrain juiceโจon this.
Lost syllables, lost love letters, swept away into a coma of endless time.
Midnight rain drips soft
Echoes through the swirling mist.
My first attempt at the cascade form, written on that specific nightmare where you dream about falling.
All credit goes to @sugar_cupcake [Thank you for the inspiration!]
The second part of a collaboration of fifty-eight on creative connections between the wondrous worlds and ourselves! Enjoy!
For the daily prompt. Hope u like it :))
A short poem for the Daily Prompt, Birds. Enjoy!
Finding yourself in the border between day and night, reality and imagination.
A collaboration with @dogslinwriter on garden walls, dreams, and reality. Enjoy! <3
"If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world."~Thorin Oakenshield.
The midnight sky is laced with stars twinkling in the night... This one took a LONG time to write, so I hope you enjoy! <3
A poem about my answer to Chi, (@chhr2103), about why I love the night. This explains more than I ever could, in the form of a poem. Hope you like it! :D
i probably wont write many more poems for a bit, i used all of my โจbrain juiceโจon this.
Lost syllables, lost love letters, swept away into a coma of endless time.
Midnight rain drips soft
Echoes through the swirling mist.