seated, the old dog
Secrets are ready to speak after restless nights; fingers mingle in…
What we fear, we know not,For the unsung…
The other day, while looking for a new poem to record myself reading, I started uttering: “Inspiration comes in manifold ways.”
Teachers come in all shapes and colors,Even when darkness…
Here’s my submission for the writing prompt “Graffiti”.
Hard and firm stone wallsleave tiny spaces betweenwhere small flowers grow.
My contribution to the Weekly Prompts (Jan. 22–28, 2022)