Your words speak as my thoughts cloud in late afternoon with vibrant song of sunsets stained radiant solar soliloquy. I breathe deeply your inspiration.
I love these. Thanks also for introducing us to these short forms of poetry writing. I get pretty speechless, too, trying to describe the effect of these lines.
Oh my goodness. I don't know where to begin. Perfection is the only word that comes to mind.
I’m speechless. I’ll try to comment tomorrow.
Agreed. No words
Your words speak as my thoughts cloud in late afternoon with vibrant song of sunsets stained radiant solar soliloquy. I breathe deeply your inspiration.
"in rags of cloud" and "held in the breath in my hands" are like the roof and the floor of a church of poetry these little poems build
I love these. Thanks also for introducing us to these short forms of poetry writing. I get pretty speechless, too, trying to describe the effect of these lines.
You can almost feel and hear the twang of a rope pulled taut.