Song (Traveller’s Poem)

  The song that need to be sing, had been sang for the day. The tune is still flying in the breeze, creating a soft murmuration. The violin box that remain unopened, lie back at view in prominence. The band is now scattered, at the cafe, drinking and gathering praise and extra bucks. The door... Continue Reading →

Life Trilogy (A Traveller’s Prose Poem)

    Three Line Tales Week #58 The Present... Looking at life from the other side of the gridded fence; memories, achievements, failures seems to form a cumulonimbus cloud--impregnated with moments.   Photo: Frank Jansen 100 Word Wednesday Week #8, Bikur Gurl The Past... Watching life seems to be looking at the ruin that's standing on... Continue Reading →

Breeze (Traveller’s Haiku)

    comfort of spring breeze  let the eyes know that they are naked there no hideout Traveller February, 20--   Daily Prompt: Hideout   To read more of Traveller poems visit Traveller.    

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