"They've got dreamer's hands."
A poem about body image, presented through a metaphor :D Thank you for reading, stay awesome <3
#Library of Hope
WARRIORS of HOPE
I used rail as a verb!
Two Haikus for today's prompt.... Warning It's a bit dark.
~ R A I L ~ Sometimes, people lose their way. Sometimes, they don't. (This is fictional! Don't worry, I can still walk!)
A poem based off of Alice In Wonderland mixed with personal thoughts and feelings. I hope it resonates with you!
For the daily prompt, “Thundering across the plains, smoke trailing behind, the grains of sand quake in the blink of an eye“
A small poppy(which btw are very beautiful) on the railroad track. It stands tall against the trains and for the person it sees🌺
A poem for the prompt Rail. Inspired by a fellow commaful friend to try out loop poems.
Day 135 of a Year of Prompts! I'm enjoying the couplets
Sometimes breaking free from expectations leads to a bigger sense of ourselves and our world
The rail roads first started in 1804. A lot changed since then. Now the condition is that many of those rail roads are abandoned. Few are even rumoured to be haunted.
"They've got dreamer's hands."
A poem about body image, presented through a metaphor :D Thank you for reading, stay awesome <3
#Library of Hope
WARRIORS of HOPE
I used rail as a verb!
Two Haikus for today's prompt.... Warning It's a bit dark.
~ R A I L ~ Sometimes, people lose their way. Sometimes, they don't. (This is fictional! Don't worry, I can still walk!)
A poem based off of Alice In Wonderland mixed with personal thoughts and feelings. I hope it resonates with you!
For the daily prompt, “Thundering across the plains, smoke trailing behind, the grains of sand quake in the blink of an eye“
A small poppy(which btw are very beautiful) on the railroad track. It stands tall against the trains and for the person it sees🌺
A poem for the prompt Rail. Inspired by a fellow commaful friend to try out loop poems.
Day 135 of a Year of Prompts! I'm enjoying the couplets
Sometimes breaking free from expectations leads to a bigger sense of ourselves and our world
The rail roads first started in 1804. A lot changed since then. Now the condition is that many of those rail roads are abandoned. Few are even rumoured to be haunted.