Bonnie A Ross
@bonnieverse.bsky.social
A poet and coach, blending the art of verse with the transformative power of self-reflection. As the author of Journal Prompt Poetry, I guide readers to unlock creativity, release emotions, and find daily inspiration through the magic of words.
Poetry’s odd, let’s just agree,
It’s fancy words and mystery.
A rhyme, a line, a deep cliché,
About the moon, or a rainy day.
But when it clicks, it’s quick, it’s sly,
It sneaks past thoughts and winks an eye.
No logic here, just heart’s domain,
It leaps the mind and skips the brain.
bit.ly/4eFabmQ
It’s fancy words and mystery.
A rhyme, a line, a deep cliché,
About the moon, or a rainy day.
But when it clicks, it’s quick, it’s sly,
It sneaks past thoughts and winks an eye.
No logic here, just heart’s domain,
It leaps the mind and skips the brain.
bit.ly/4eFabmQ
November 19, 2024 at 11:16 PM
Poetry’s odd, let’s just agree,
It’s fancy words and mystery.
A rhyme, a line, a deep cliché,
About the moon, or a rainy day.
But when it clicks, it’s quick, it’s sly,
It sneaks past thoughts and winks an eye.
No logic here, just heart’s domain,
It leaps the mind and skips the brain.
bit.ly/4eFabmQ
It’s fancy words and mystery.
A rhyme, a line, a deep cliché,
About the moon, or a rainy day.
But when it clicks, it’s quick, it’s sly,
It sneaks past thoughts and winks an eye.
No logic here, just heart’s domain,
It leaps the mind and skips the brain.
bit.ly/4eFabmQ
Poetry’s odd, let’s just agree,
It’s fancy words and mystery.
A rhyme, a line, a deep cliché,
About the moon, or a rainy day.
But when it clicks, it’s quick, it’s sly,
It sneaks past thoughts and winks an eye.
No logic here, just heart’s domain,
It leaps the mind and skips the brain.
bit.ly/4eFabmQ
It’s fancy words and mystery.
A rhyme, a line, a deep cliché,
About the moon, or a rainy day.
But when it clicks, it’s quick, it’s sly,
It sneaks past thoughts and winks an eye.
No logic here, just heart’s domain,
It leaps the mind and skips the brain.
bit.ly/4eFabmQ
November 19, 2024 at 11:13 PM
Poetry’s odd, let’s just agree,
It’s fancy words and mystery.
A rhyme, a line, a deep cliché,
About the moon, or a rainy day.
But when it clicks, it’s quick, it’s sly,
It sneaks past thoughts and winks an eye.
No logic here, just heart’s domain,
It leaps the mind and skips the brain.
bit.ly/4eFabmQ
It’s fancy words and mystery.
A rhyme, a line, a deep cliché,
About the moon, or a rainy day.
But when it clicks, it’s quick, it’s sly,
It sneaks past thoughts and winks an eye.
No logic here, just heart’s domain,
It leaps the mind and skips the brain.
bit.ly/4eFabmQ