Sticky rivers run down my hand.
Under the summer sun,
Sweet chocolate swirl melts on my tongue.
As the song fades in the distance,
Meet me behind the shed.
I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.
– This poetry form is called a Cherita. The photo is from pxhere.
A playing card in the spokes
Jumping tree roots and ditches
Multicolored streamers and banana seats
The bike makes the girl
You call me names but smile when no one is looking
And you don’t tell your friends you held my hand
– This poetry form is called a Cherita. The photo is from Pinterest.
– DE MONTE Y MAR’s Tuesdays of Texture: 2017 Week 32. Photos ©2017 Leara Morris-Clark.
– On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea’s Sunday Trees #258 – October 23, 2016. Photo ©2016 Leara Morris-Clark.
on lazy days
sunshine like diamonds
on the lake
smell the rain
play with the girl
I recall the beauty of you
driving me mad
they were sweet times
a picture of us
still in my head
I like that
– Written for Magnetic Poetry Saturday Challenge – October 01, 2016. Learn more about magnetic poetry here.
Seasons come and go
Downpours of rain, then ice and snow
Sunshiney days and a cool evening breeze
Budding flowers and leaves falling from trees
Time passes on while nature puts on a show
– Written for Limerick Challenge Week 39: Seasons. Photo from PublicDomainPictures.net.
Seasons reconciled –
Between winter and summer
Spring mends bitterness
– Written for Haiku Horizons Week 134. Prompt was “mend.” Image from Pexels.com.