Light through morning mist - Cold and damp upon my skin. The taste of coffee.
By Eda Marie25 days ago in Poets
Screen across the room, The dark glass shows no image, Stillness in the frame.
By Jide Okonjo25 days ago in Poets
Such aural delight; The avian carolers celebrating Spring.
By the Phuzz25 days ago in Poets
Giraffe long and tall Sees things up, down, and around Small ants on the ground
By Margaret Minnicks25 days ago in Poets
Taste of peppermint Touch from a gentle warm hand Mahogany smell
By Rowan Finley 25 days ago in Poets
The thermostat clicks, Small black needle swings two degrees, Furnace hums below.
By Edward Smith25 days ago in Poets
One dry, brown oak leaf, Tumbles, hits the windshield glass, Skids into the wiper.
Two distinct shadows, Merge as the subway doors part, Cold air pushes out.
Cold can sweats in palm, One silver drop rolls downhill, Spills onto thumb knuckle.
Fingers touch the knob, A click, and then the blue flame, Metal expands, pop.
Black screen hums to life, A green light blinks on the box, Dust motes start to dance.
Tray twists in both hands One cube jumps into the sink Tap water keeps time
