Micropoetry

humans harvesting joy by nurturing life human, plant or animal –Love prevails   In other words, harvest at Patricia's Place

If I fly, I’ll leave footprints on clouds. It will give me a fleeting satisfaction of a task well done, till someone else rewrites history and presents a different picture. Do I take this flight, or chart a different path – solo, undirected? The door of the cage is open. It is only a matter … Continue reading Unsung

The sound I hear is pure agony – something I didn’t expect to hear in a stadium full of cheering fans. It emanated from the depth of a soul, and pierced my sympathetic ears. I start moving in the direction of the sound. Another set of sounds- muffled sobs greet me. I see a girl … Continue reading Wild Life

all the masks I flaunt lament inadequacy to conceal the core quiddity raises its head from tiny outlets   BrewNSpew Cafe

If I ask you now what will you not give, my love for eternal peace? souls torn apart by conflict hanker for a quiet place   ronovan writes

birds spreading themselves too thin, too high in the sky their deceptive fluff has managed to punch big holes with concentrated focus   What do You See