New Beginnings

New Beginnings

#napowrimo2022 #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour #day16 *** Wrinkles criss crossed her aging face, Head was crowned with strands of greys. Bones rickety went squeak, squeak, squeak, Diabetes had made her weak. Children had flown away from the nest, In the grave, her spouse did...
An Ode to Paper

An Ode to Paper

#napowrimo2022 #soulcraft #day15 *** Dear Paper, I pen, scribble, Dabble my thoughts, Sometimes like a gentle river, Streamlined and calm, But oft, I taint you, Flood you, Like a cataclysmic deluge, As if possessed, I go on and on… But muted you are, Lending a patient...