Poetry: Hidden

A hidden me, and a hidden word buried within poem. If you are familiar with the acrostic form you will find the hidden word immediately, so don't spill the beans. Poetry, its meaning Often opaque in delivery Elusive metaphors and cryptic clues Testing – teasing – tormenting its Readers Yet,  sublimely addictive. ******** This week's prompt... Continue Reading →

Poem: Thursday Photo Prompt #writephoto

  Rebirth Mind’s landscape, a mirage of memories displaced between earth and sky Reality’s horizon bears witness as naked limbs shiver in winter’s chill. Leaves tremble memories decay reborn as spirits they rise from steaming earth thoughts gain clarity uncertainty dispelled they bathe in the warmth of winter sun This is my entry and first... Continue Reading →

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