Hark! The rhythm

Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...

Tuesday, February 9, 2016

Flaming gems

Flaming passions cowed.
Only studded gems shine bright,
Like fiery embers.

Linking with Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #83 Gem and Flame

4 comments:

Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.