the siren song calls harmonizing with the dirge of those who listened
When I restarted writing poetry, the first poems I wrote were haikus.
cold, midnight blue seeping in, mouth nose ears eyes I’m filled to the brim
Originally posted on FREE VERSE REVOLUTION:
sunlight withers, fades night unfurls its dark petals the moon is in bloom L. Stevens is an intj who loves learning about everything and filing it away for later. She finished second in little infinite’s first haiku contest and her poetry been featured by Pack Poetry and Freeverse Revolution. She writes short stories and poetry about the moon, darkness, and anything else lurking in the deep abyss of her imagination. More of her work can be read at everyday-strange.com or on instagram @everydaystrangeblog
faint shapes and shadows the world is a watermark becoming a stain
flowers damp with dew briefly brilliant, then fading with the rising sun