#messyhaiku #mandalamaking
There is an intersection.
Choose your destiny.
#messyhaiku #fridayfeels #micropoetry
There is an intersection.
Choose your destiny.
#messyhaiku #fridayfeels #micropoetry
Carved by hand,
Intricate craftsmanship;
A home for the dead.
#messyhaiku #poetry #apromptaday2025 #seventeensyllables
Carved by hand,
Intricate craftsmanship;
A home for the dead.
#messyhaiku #poetry #apromptaday2025 #seventeensyllables
Why? Because it's legitimately harmful to the environment and degrades the work of [other] human artists.
Thanks for coming to my TedTalk.
Sincerely,
An Art School Grad
Why? Because it's legitimately harmful to the environment and degrades the work of [other] human artists.
Thanks for coming to my TedTalk.
Sincerely,
An Art School Grad
Like a bowl of hidden treasure;
Once abandoned, like playtime,
Then rediscovered.
#poetryprompt
#apromptaday2025
Like a bowl of hidden treasure;
Once abandoned, like playtime,
Then rediscovered.
#poetryprompt
#apromptaday2025
Zitkala-Sa (1876-1938)
Zitkala-Sa (1876-1938)
When the sun glints
Off something metallic,
It reflects twice back
And looks like magic, but is it?
Making the unseen seen
Is a matter of perspective.
There is no intuition greater
Than being present;
Taking in all the information,
Using all your senses.
When the sun glints
Off something metallic,
It reflects twice back
And looks like magic, but is it?
Making the unseen seen
Is a matter of perspective.
There is no intuition greater
Than being present;
Taking in all the information,
Using all your senses.