The Peculiarities of Time

A haiku

By Courtney HarrisPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

Image by Couleur from Pixabay

Time is subjective,

Different for every life form,

Fixed measurements lie.

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Courtney Harris

Mum, writer, artist, teacher. Thirties, hurties and surviving. Quirky lady. I don't have a niche, I love writing thrillers, romance, articles about mental health, poetry, whatever takes my fancy!

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