A Breath Before Nothing
The universe pauses for a single falling leaf
Red ember drifting,
caught between breath and silence,
beauty on its way.
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After the Storm
After the storm of winter snow there sat a small bear by the name Ted, of course. He loves the snow and likes to roll around in it making all sorts of trails and whatever he has a mind to do. He wondered where all the people are, but in a way, he is hoping that they are all snug in the homes maybe drinking hot chocolate-one of his favorite drinks with mini-marshmallows and eating something homemade for he likes this winter wonderland all to himself to romp and play and maybe even catch some fish down by the river.
By Mark Graham6 days ago in Fiction
Comments (6)
Such a lovely visual, congratulations on your win!🍂
These are all so much better than mine! 🤯
Such a beatiful haiku - wonderful job and congratulations on your win!
Wooohooooo congratulations on your win! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
Oh, the beauty that change can bring to life! The bated breath of knowing that a big change is eminent, yet uncertain about how many breaths away the transformation is. Great job!
Everything about this was beautiful 🧡