Category: Poetry

Question

We don’t see as one.
Do we both misunderstand,
or are you just wrong?

Strive to be antique

Image by Darkmoon_Art from Pixabay

Strive to be antique.
Your value is already
considerable.

B.J.

Snowmelt

Snowflakes fall to Earth
and melt like wicked witches.
Gone by noon again.

River tryna freeze

River tryna freeze.
Old hip talks to papa now.
Red Dog don’t notice.

Winter

Precious sun retreats,
leaving night the frozen stage.
Dawn! Our salvation.