Selene Steese

Sonnet

Your eyes glisten when you listen to that song of us, they shine with every love line in the tune we sighed, the bright of your light as the melody hits those highs, the remarkable sparkle of the verse unrehearsed, our musical trance enhanced by the golden glow of our slow dance.

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I agree

Bright orange flowers growing through a brown wooden fence

I was a river flowing
on a mountain covered with snow.
I was a tiny spider spinning webs
of glorious rainbow.
I was the final breath
of a great matriarch in India.
I am a poet wandering
forever and afar.

Beautiful, my love🌹

Red Rose

Haiku

At who looks the moon?
At her twin on the water
floating in the reeds.

Good one😝

Great poem🌺

Great haiku💖

Orange sunset sky with silhouette of trees and view of rooftops over Oakland, California

Sunset over Oakland

You are very welcome🌹

Beautiful🌛

This deserves to be shared far and wide💖

Writers of novels
and such
may claim the sun,
but it’s the poets
who own the moon.

s.b.