A few good stories, a thousand different versions. My dreams are written in form. http://rbbaxter.com
writer of poetry and fiction, editor of Poetry in Form.
One day when I was 16 years old, I wrote a poem. My life has never been the same since.
Thank you for taking the time to read my work!
Something new has popped up on the Medium app…It looks as though the heart has been traded for a clap — So since we have now apparently embraced the madcap,Would it be ok if we poets instead get a “snap”?
Come swim inmy subconscious,dive deep intoconversation with me,the waters are cooland familiar, thougheach wave breaking ispure…
The love from my heart grows like the tangled weeds in the garden and I do not fear for its…
A Poetry in Form prompt
3 “smile” senryu
gently,two souls meeting — an otherworldly bondwith a sweet taste everlasting,a kiss.
I don’t want to fail you,Sweet love of mine,Still I don’t always know what to do.
A Poetry in Form Prompt
For this month’s Poetry in Form prompt, I thought something simple and light-hearted…