Haiku
Grey
Dour and grey they stomp, Dirty charcoal smudges up, The canvas unseen. A/N: Hello there once again! Sorry for another extended leave of absence - I had another unfortunate health decline. Happy to be back though! I wanted this haiku to have a double meaning. While I am admiring the dark and oppressive yet temporary stormy clouds, I am also self-reflecting on a battle with depression. Some days, I can't see the blue sky - and that's okay - natural even. The storms will clear my canvas once again <3 I can't wait to have a lovely autumn reading session to catch up with what you have all been writing! -TWW
By ThatWriterWomanabout a year ago in Poets
Aeroplane
Bodies fill the seats Metal defy's gravity I am one with sky
By David Williamsabout a year ago in Poets
