i take a foto, i write… six word stories.. haiku …poetry … flash fiction micro poetry micro novels and few word essays…. real short stories. that’s it. nothing…. super duper short. did you get all that, huh?
if you’re into that kind of stuff… (?) if not, hang out anyway. :)
words are unspoken thoughts blown away in the wind caught between train tracks
(it sucks to feel useless…i don’t recommend it. :) why is that…we’re smart, well
Here’s my corner of the universe. Then, I thought of a quote I heard from
Maybe not today, but, tomorrow, definitely.
All without searching, I find more than I expect Every time I hike
And yet, to not speak Is more offensive than your Dogmatic nonsense.
We’re untied but connected deep down.
Someday I’ll do you a poem.
He seeks friendship; finds shadow instead.
You stood here all day, waiting.
The thing about imitating and plagiarism and copying and originality… Sometimes people come up with
I always daydream in pure gold. when i was in junior high at (King
I heard you can’t stand sitting.
You’re so powerful, you’ll jump-start anything.
Your mood has changed us , again.
Outstay your welcome. Leave some happiness behind. Exit when you please.
Life’s mysteries: love, magic, dirt, laundry.
A peaceful storm came, then, thunder with a downpour. Love has stricken her
Mirrored in silver drops, worldly power.
Searching for Neptune, I turned bleu.
Colors hide you when you’re dark.
Climbing vertically. Then, I will fly.
‘Someone’ will dress up for you.