spring breaks up winter
into thousands of pieces
brings nine months good luck
Poetry
Moon Man
Photo by Darksouls 1 @ Pixabay
Atop
The stone bridge
He
Tread lightly
Decked out in
Top hat
Looking
Sprightly
While
Moon up above
Shining
Brightly
At
The scene of his
Death
So unsightly
Ghostly visage
Did haunt
Almost
Nightly
Sadje’s What Do You See #227
Cramped Corridor
narrow passageway
not for the claustrophobic
try walking sideways
Ragtag Daily Prompt – Corridor
Monochrome Madness
Let There Be Ink
Messy stains
Blacken
Fingers
Ink’s permanence
Often
Lingers
Yet the feel
Of pen in
Hand
The writer’s heart
Still
Demands
Ragtag Daily Prompt – Ink
They Are Already Arriving
From
Far and wide
They
Have come
At first
Just a few
Then
A sum
From
Far and wide
They
Have come
Gliding together
Just
For the
Fun
From
Far and wide
They
Have come
Watching in
Wonder
Words I found
None
From
Far and wide
They
Have come
Mysteriously magical
At
Setting
Sun
Monochrome Monday – (02/26/24)
Hands
Our hands
Have
Much to
Say
Through
A lifetime of
Touches
Each day
A reservoir of
Memories
With us forever
Stays
Ragtag Daily Prompt – Hands
Lost, Yet Found
Photo by Moostapper @ Pixabay
in search of himself
into wilderness headed
gone but not missing
Sadje’s What Do You See #226
Unconventional
My Brother With His Clay Creations In The 1980’s.
vases shaped like fish
standing upright on their tails
poised to gulp long stems
Out of My Write Mind 