Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Tiny seeds lie in wait for springAs gentle rains soak mother earthIn budding trees, mockingbirds singWhile the seeds lie in wait for springButterflies emerge, taking wingWhen the land prepares for rebirthTiny seeds lie in wait for springAs gentle rains soak mother earth dVerse Poets… Continue Reading “#Triolet: Rebirth”
Nebulous clouds shadow this day Creating an aura of the unknownMystery abounds, as skeletal trees swayNebulous clouds shadow this dayPonderously threatening, bleak and greyThe dank air cold, chills to the boneNebulous clouds shadow this dayCreating an aura of the unknown Thursday Photo Prompt: https://scvincent.com/2018/12/27/thursday-photo-prompt-clouds-writephoto/… Continue Reading “Cloud Shadows”
How magical their world must beViewed through the eyes of an opal childTo be innocent and with vivid color, seeHow magical their world must beletting thoughts run loose, soaring freedancing through life like a gypsy, wildHow magical their world must beViewed through the eyes… Continue Reading “Gypsy Wild”
Come, sweet lover let’s make romance beneath the colors of the tempting moon floating in your tender arms entranced
She sways with a delicate dancers grace balanced between truth and bright dreams In vain, she searches for his shadowed face.
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