ON THE EDGE OF A BLADE OF GRASS (WPC: EDGE)

Gemstones of the morning catching sunbeams within transient walls strew the beauty of dewdrops. WPC: Edge A quick check with Merriam-Webster says that “tip” is a synonym for edge. 🙂

IN THE MOMENT (WPC: Framed)

I see myself in a drop of water ever changing I am not the one I was nor will I be the one I am now is here then no more. I live the moment.    WPC:  Frame DVerse’s Open Link Night

MEMORIES OF A TROPICAL RAIN (for DVERSE and Poetry Jam)

The cracked earth hissed at the touch of rain, dust rose like smoke from the ground. The musk of loam hang heavy in the air while heat trapped the breath in our lungs. Thunder rumbled in the distance and rattled the walls of our house The rain that fell through holes in the roof we