A collaboration of fifty-six on lingering, longing love! Enjoy!
A collaboration of forty-two on interconnecting thoughts, emotions, and journeys! Enjoy!
A collaboration of of fifty-nine on the cadence of broken hearts and hope! Enjoy!
The first part of a collaboration of fifty-eight on creative connections between the wondrous worlds and precious people around us! Enjoy!
The second part of a collaboration of fifty-eight on creative connections between the wondrous worlds and ourselves! Enjoy!
This is just a poem I made for the daily prompt, hope you guys like it! :)
As the little highways crisscrosses, scrubby brown plains...
Whirling around the universe (space is filled to the brim with things to describe, but could only pick a few)
Finding yourself in the border between day and night, reality and imagination.
Wrote this a week or two ago on paper, I thought you guys would enjoy it.
Who gets to tell your story? (Originally made for a university assignment!)
Follow Shard, a teenage girl who hears strange voices. What will they tell her to do this time?
Writing and losing your voice. (Disclaimer: This piece is not about the Taylor Swift song! :D)
This word is stuck in my mind for ages now XD Mainly because I've been pointed at with this as it played the role of an insult in the past. And I thought 'this sounds like a poem to me'
Love poem about a stargazer, sharing his space fantasies.
A collaboration of fifty-six on lingering, longing love! Enjoy!
A collaboration of forty-two on interconnecting thoughts, emotions, and journeys! Enjoy!
A collaboration of of fifty-nine on the cadence of broken hearts and hope! Enjoy!
The first part of a collaboration of fifty-eight on creative connections between the wondrous worlds and precious people around us! Enjoy!
The second part of a collaboration of fifty-eight on creative connections between the wondrous worlds and ourselves! Enjoy!
This is just a poem I made for the daily prompt, hope you guys like it! :)
As the little highways crisscrosses, scrubby brown plains...
Whirling around the universe (space is filled to the brim with things to describe, but could only pick a few)
Finding yourself in the border between day and night, reality and imagination.
Wrote this a week or two ago on paper, I thought you guys would enjoy it.
Who gets to tell your story? (Originally made for a university assignment!)
Follow Shard, a teenage girl who hears strange voices. What will they tell her to do this time?
Writing and losing your voice. (Disclaimer: This piece is not about the Taylor Swift song! :D)
This word is stuck in my mind for ages now XD Mainly because I've been pointed at with this as it played the role of an insult in the past. And I thought 'this sounds like a poem to me'
Love poem about a stargazer, sharing his space fantasies.