Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2021
A child leaps through a stream of silver weaved
carefully into dreams that spill
into her waking life
until her eyes
are clear

A silver figure walks
on green plant leaves
red blossoms weaved
diligently
into his hair
each step
connects
Me
Written by
Me  Here and Now
(Here and Now)   
105
   Elizabeth J and Ayesha
Please log in to view and add comments on poems