Fate turns like the spokes of a wheel, When the wheel is broken, The driver descends to replace it with a better, stronger one. Tools of speed will always be replaced, How sad is r How sad their shortness of life, they are like butterflies in the breeze, Beautiful for three days, then quickly swept…
Short poem on poetry
Short poem on the pain of loss
For my brother
My 2nd Attempt At this Challenging Stylistic Exercise. Please, do tell me how I did this time around!
3rd Writing Exercise With Writing Legend: Ursula K. Le Guin 📖 ✍️
Writing Training Following Ursula K. Le Guin’s Guidance 📚 📖