Rubble shadows
Six Word Saturday
Saturday Crisis, How Can I Reject?
my story is short
my patience is brief
I write to learn
I read to grow
I grow thorns when I wear hardshells
I paint the wall black when a poem sells
I type to let go
I post to show and tell
I have fun word banking
I have joy story revealing
the day is flat
the morning is sharp
when the door is closed behind
open sky says yes to Skylar Penn
5 comments:
I don't know.
I don't know.
Perhaps accept.
Nice prose!
Intriguing photo and lovely poetry ~ 'Answers lie within the self' ~ keep writing ~
Wishing you a wonderful week ~ ^_^
lovely.
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