HAIKU: ON WRITING OR BEING UNABLE TO WRITE Deserted by words Empty blank pages mock her A silent writer. It has been a while Inkless and helpless,my pen Cries to be picked up. I know many tales Joys, cheers,…
Tag: Moving On
He Was Far Too Late
Today’s prompt: S/He was too late We can share our thoughts, a story, or a poem using the prompt in our post. While the sleeping beauty lay prostrate, the prince was in no hurry to be nice He sampled every…