Clouds of words floating. Thoughts mysteriously joined. Poem, form thyself. Ideas in flight! Flitting toward bright star light; Poems are word sprites. Inspired by these clouds I spotted on Tuesday, as well as this week’s prompt from Haiku Horizons.
“You must face the fear! First delve deep and then expound,” Dug down: Hurled on ground. Inspired by my quest for inner peace, as well as this week’s prompt from Haiku Horizons.
Give me another. Slice of cake? Coffee? Wine? No. Hug mom – one last time. Inspired by my dear friend The Shy Poet, as well as this week’s prompt from Haiku Horizons.
What follows is the twisted tale of how my photographs came to be published in a best selling poetry book. If you find this to be far-fetched and completely random, well, I would wholeheartedly agree with you. It is, nonetheless, entirely true. Like all good stories, we must begin with a prologue: Not…