Dancing Words of Poetry
I love how words dance when writing poetry. They flow across a paper dance floor like Astaire and Rogers. Weaving …
I love how words dance when writing poetry. They flow across a paper dance floor like Astaire and Rogers. Weaving …
Swimming in colors red, white, and green, twinkling and blinking, light bouncing off shining silver cascading down a waterfall reflecting …
“No”, she says to the man with the bald head, the dark tan. Struggling, she tries in vain to get …
Notes of honey float through the air dripping nectar into canals of starving listeners lapping up the essence wafting through …
The wind blown trees Make the rustling of leaves Fill the wood with sound From the top to the ground. …
Winds blow across a dry, barren land, Bringing a darkness, a cover like sand. Grit in my mouth and in …
What can I say about a sunrise except that it is God in disguise. Breaking the night and the still, …
Rain has a beautiful sound Making its journey to the ground. A wonderful chorus of hitting leaves, Sliding down pedals, …