Even if we can pluck the moon from the sky, we probably shouldn’t
A short children’s story in response to the dVerse Poet’s Pub prompt: “You cannot pluck moonlight to bring in your pocket!”
A short children’s story in response to the dVerse Poet’s Pub prompt: “You cannot pluck moonlight to bring in your pocket!”
I found the dVerse Poet’s Pub last week and got a huge dose of inspiration. This post – and poem – are in response to the prompt you can find here: dVerse Dead Poets’ Society. The challenge from Kim, who was hosting the “gathering”, was…
A prompt from dVerse Poet’s Pub about bridges results in a heartfelt love haiku about forever.
A bench is an invitation to become one with it for a while, to sit and be still in your surroundings, and let nature and the world flow around you.
