The distant mountain
Are reflected in the eye
Of the dragonfly
How does it work?
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.
More stories from Kristina Eileen and writers in Poets and other communities.
A mothers heart is never her own Bits and pieces become one From her daughters and from her sons A mothers heart will never close
By Kristina Eileen4 years ago in Poets
What if this is your last dance? I know you've heard a version of that phrase many times in your life and it's been used to twist something in you.
By Eden Rowabout 19 hours ago in Poets
Love Not to be cliche Like love makes the world go round However, it does! Nature Standing on the ground Helps to heal majically
By Denise E Lindquista day ago in Poets
I was not going to write about this because it is one of those subjects I find too painful to talk about. However, I've decided to take the courage to talk about it, because I feel my feelings on the topic need to be expressed.
By Carol Ann Townend2 days ago in Humans
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.