Luminescent leaf drops
Lights on crispy crumbling piles
Glistens in shadows
How does it work?
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.
More stories from Edwina M Salazar and writers in Poets and other communities.
Smooth, Shiny, Big Black Bags Each bag is scented with the smell of pot and tobacco. Nubby blankets are rolled up, gritty
By Edwina M Salazar2 years ago in Poets
—and you call me embarrassing. your words sting, dripping with venom, sending my body into panic. I cry, half anger / half devastation.
By katherine j zumpano4 days ago in Poets
I haven't written anything in a long time and it's because, as of right now, I've run out of creative ways to express my frustration. And then, I decided, I don't need to be overly creative to express any of what I'm feeling.
By Donny Foley5 days ago in Poets
Hi All: I hope that you enjoy the following poem. It demonstrates a time when God showed up in my life in an unexpected and miraculous way when I needed him most.
By Tiffany Gordon2 days ago in Motivation
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.