This is a pantoum based on winter.. What goes on after the sun goes down. For @malirbly's contest. Prompt Five.(First Place) The taste of tomorrow was a promise. Grinding the sands of sunsets and starlight. What mysteries lie above and within? What does forevermore feel like? Traditional haiku..... #3 as @skye wanted : no rhyme.... Looking through the screen at the glamour of life from the 60s through to today. Short one for today on the prompt ‘smooch’. Are you a morning person, or a night person? (And how likely do you think that would change? ;) ) It was a girl who lost the war. War against herself.
part of a song i'm writing that i adjusted to be a haiku? it doesn't sound right now lol Sometimes, I feel very lonely. Poetry has always been an easy way to vent for me. I hope you enjoy my poem.
For the record, I am okay. But talking about my emotions provides me with a sense of comfort...