Haiku
clouds
too real, whatever that means--clouds breaking over human endeavor
By Mark Francisabout 6 hours ago in Poets
Crows at Dusk
flock of crows at dusk as I watch them flying home my heart feels happy As I see a flock of crows cawing and flying together to their night shelters, it feels good. They will be safe. They are in a tight-knit community. It gives a positive feeling.
By Seema Patelabout 13 hours ago in Poets
A Sole Tear
Her hand reaches up, wiping away a sole tear from her snowy cheek.
By A. S. Lawrenceabout 24 hours ago in Poets
One Person
Last piano note Applause ruptures from the crowd One person sits bored
By Victoria Yadiraabout 24 hours ago in Poets






