Haiku, Limerick, Poetry and Tanka
Partners in Crime and Fate
Originally posted on Legends of Windemere:
Hearts once cold Beat anew With hunger and passion For a world That once was a shadow * Meals regain taste Warmth of sun on the skin No longer cold The pair indulge in sensations That once were memories * The past they share Revived in quips and chats…
SEND IN THE CLOWNS
Originally posted on SUSANNE LEIST:
? Source: PENNYWISE ? SEND IN THE CLOWNS A quiet hotel room. Shabby furniture. A dim light glows from the bedside lamp. A high-pitched sound pierces the stale air. The T.V. turns on. A clown’s face appears. He stares at you and says, “Why are you here? How dare you…
4th Halloween-Poem Contest – Jury introduction – and Start Up
Originally posted on Writer's Treasure Chest:
Picture courtesy of: http://preventioncdnndg.org/ ****************************************************************************** JURY: I am honored to announce that the following authors have agreed to participate as judges in the jury who will decide on the winners of the contest: Author Kathryn Jenkins Author Janis Beck Author A. J. Alexander Thank you, authors, for your…
MOONLIT FOREST
Originally posted on SUSANNE LEIST:
? ? “Walk with me through the moonlit forest. Let our feet graze the tips of the grass, never touching down, held aloft by our love and passion. Follow me through the endless night to a land where no man walks. Only creatures as dark as the sky dare to…
MOTHER EARTH
Originally posted on SUSANNE LEIST:
Source:eyesdesires ? ? ? Red is the grass beneath me. Dry is the air I must breathe. Roots spiral from my battered core. The earth will shelter and protect me. I will flourish in this forsaken place.
DARKNESS DESCENDS
Originally posted on SUSANNE LEIST:
It comes slowly In the dead of night, Walking on silent feet. It draws closer. You run faster. It gathers speed. You dash into a building, An empty school. It follows. It brings silence. You can feel its presence, Moving closer. It’s hurrying Along the deserted hallway. You check the…
NATURE
Originally posted on SUSANNE LEIST:
? It entices us. It bemuses us. It challenges us. But most of all, it inspires us.
Cliché…
Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
Cliché Hackneyed, outworn, Sighing, mourning, why-ing Penned expressions of emotion Human * It is, they say, just a cliché To pen a mournful verse, An ode to love, a billet doux, A burning flame…or worse… And yet, the universal pen Of lovers everywhere Turns first to rhyme…
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