drops of red poppies
luminous in the breeze
of remembrance
evokes
the youths laughter
heard long ago
Posted for Micropoetry Month: Nov 2017 #14 hosted by Thotpurge
Posted for Micropoetry Month: Nov 2017 #14 hosted by Thotpurge
Life beyond Barriers
mapping the nest
poetry... mostly...
Wake Up!
Life beyond Barriers
mapping the nest
poetry... mostly...
Wake Up!
A word is worth a thousand pictures
Tagore Songs in Translation
I like birds
Wet Ink - Don't Smudge
Scribbling Spiritual Sand...
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