by 94 members Volume 2 of "poetry...and the art of rhythmical composition, written or spoken, for exciting pleasure by beautiful, imaginative or elevated thoughts..."
Hello A name A greeting It draws your attention The sound the syllables Prompts you to look into the direction A flower a leaf, bowers Inanimate It remains Hello
I saw the sun set between my toes and the moon rise with just one eye while my mutt Daisy looked at me sideways and sighed like maybe she thinks I’m lazy and I thought, ****’t it’s a shame when a man’s dog makes him feel bad.