Mountain snows feed springs
Which slowly run to the sea
Reviving the world
How does it work?
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.
More stories from CJ Shelton and writers in Poets and other communities.
The mountain shimmers With creations magic light Renewing my soul
By CJ Shelton3 years ago in Poets
βand you call me embarrassing. your words sting, dripping with venom, sending my body into panic. I cry, half anger / half devastation.
By katherine j zumpanoabout 17 hours ago in Poets
I think sitting out here under the moon and the stars makes me more poetic. It's better than sitting in an empty house.
By Colleen Walters3 days ago in Poets
βDuring the Metal Age, humans took photographs of everything beautiful, which was everything, yet machines did not even wear shoes. The Fauxna thought of a better way. They colored all of the light rose, for a corrupted source cannot be verified.β - Origin Parable, 011
By Nicky Frankly3 days ago in Fiction
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.