I have a knack for finding skulls & bones when I'm out walking,,,
My feet went straight to this animal skull on Prairie Hill
the other evening. I think it may have been a raccoon.
My words aren't flowery. They are more like bones.
Smoothed and solid and absent of adjectives and color... often.
I love poetry and wish I could write profound poems.
I can extract the essence of what I feel through a haiku
though. It's sparse and to the poetic point for me. :)
Our land was blessed with a little rain yesterday and quite a bit today.
I prayed for rain and so I'm very grateful for the beautiful answer.
I was also inspired to write a rain haiku this evening...
Write poetry beneath us
When rains fall like words
Blessings on your week dear friends.