My feet wriggle into the comfort of earth, my soul flies amongst shimmering jewels on a midnight velvet sky. The endless possibilities of distant homes ignite my imagination, sparking poetry, so foreign to my tongue. The stars make poets of us all.
As long as it’s a Haiku (I can write those) LOL 🙂
Lol! As long as it’s not a sestina, I’m okay.
Ugh, I wish I’d written that last line.
💖 It makes up for the ambling first lines! Hahaha and thank you.
Me too…it’s so good…
And this is why I love reading you. 💓 Sigh. I should get back to microprose on yeah write. Next time for sure
YES! You should definitely do the micro next month. It’s run monthly now, so plenty of time to gear up to it. And thank you!! ❤️
I will do for sure 🙂
Gorgeous, Asha! Loved that last line! 😀
Thank you, Melony!
I loved the last line as well. “So foreign to my tongue” worked really well too.
Thank you! I wish I’d spent a little more time working the beginning of it, though. Sigh. I’ll start earlier for the next micro!
The time limit provides pressure for sure!
Haha true, I also don’t do myself any favours by procrastinating till the last possible minute.