#Week2Prompt1

this hurt dances between my ribs I want to smoothen the lines on my palms into a story; the making of that trench of a life I feel like I'm about to fall into, embrace the death of the dust in me with open arms ( the dust I'd invariably turn into, anyway ) ...

Yesterday's fleeting glimpse, a vision rare, A girl on the bridge, with steps so fair, Her face a mystery, yet smile so bright, Singing softly, as cherry blossoms took flight. The clouds grew dark, rain's impending sigh, Yet fearless, she walked, with heart untried, Alone, yet free, with no one to ...

It’s Saturday and the sun teeters over the precipice enveloping her—my beloved—in warm golden light. I watch her from the porch, a smile on my lips as she laughed at a funny scene from her book. She noticed rather quick, her eyes filled with love and she tells me to com...

Hello, wonderful of PA~ I am a bit late, but with no further ado, let's get into it! ✎﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ 彡★ The monthly event for April is a mix between the monthly challenges and the monthly daily prompts in celebration for National Poetry Month! 彡★ 2 p...