fractals caught ‘tween dark
and light—our shadowed veil bared
slathered ‘cross the moon
About the Creator
Kristen Balyeat
Words fly to me on the wind, bump into me as I'm strolling the city, splash me in the face while I rest by the river, and shake me awake in the middle of the night—I’m humbly one of the vessels they use to come to life.
Also, i love you:)
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I met Jason when I was five years old. I could say that I loved him from the moment I saw him. He was so handsome to me and I felt in awe by his presence. When they introduced him as the new kid in school, I wanted to be his friend right away. I remember it like it was yesterday. I remember his smile and how he didn't seem shy. He appeared confident and ready to learn. I waved at him and said "hello," before anyone else could even say a word. He sat next to me, and I asked him if he wanted to be friends. He looked so happy as he said, "Yes!"
By Sidney Smith (Sid Smith)8 days ago in Fiction
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Wow
Oh, I love this. Especially that last line. Well done, my friend.
Pitch perfect. Oh look who rolls up like it's not been months since we saw her last - old shiny sparkly silver hair of beautiful prose and wordery! Hi, pal! I know, there's a top story I need to get to too, but wanted to say how good it is to see your work appearing in my notification and love the new profile image. Well done on this piece, feels so natural in its flow, almost not forced, even though you obviously conceived it in your wonderous mind, but it feels like it just rolled out!
Such an awe-inspiring delight when we get to watch them.
Wonderfully written, love your haiku, Kristen
Love this! Stellar! ⚡💙⚡