What if
The rocks could talk?
What stories could they tell,
Of where they’ve been and whom
They saw.
Cinquain
Ever Wonder?…..
Tag: curiosity
Pink Path
A pink feather in my path
I know not from whence it came
Some say it’s from an angel
Or perhaps pink flamingo
Neither makes sense to me
Tis a pinkish mystery
Syllabic Verse
Today I happened to see this pink feather just laying right in the middle of the sidewalk. No pink flamingos around, or angels or kids wearing Indian Headdresses or Pink Boas, so it’s a curiosity. I am keeping it for a bookmark 🙂
Fatal Attraction
Confused, or just
Intensely curious,
Moth flies to the flame
Haiku
Fiddling Around
Patio passing
A fiddle footed feline
Curiosity
Haiku
Winter Visitor
Curiosity
Coupled with a winter hunger
Strange looking bird
Haiku
Seeking Freshness
Discovery
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 