Atoms, all of us, everything, dots in space. Large and small, the same, each touching the other through binding energy. We are one.
Poem – We Are
Author: timothyfrench15
Hello, my name is Timothy French. I’m a blogger, writer, and author of Every Yard Is A Grave. A Post-Apocalyptic Novella.
Crimson’s Creative Challenge #115 Haiku – Revenge
Nature changed by man
Its waters, starlight, darken
Waiting for revenge
Haiku are short — very short — poems
In this haiku, a hurricane approaches.
Microfiction – Face In The Tree
The man stared, a face in the tree stared back.
The man sat, head against its trunk.
The man died, and the tree absorbed his flesh.
A woman stared, two faces in the tree stared back.
Poem – Rest
Raindrops, animals rest as humans ignore nature’s gift.
Betrayal
In the end, good wins over evil because evil always betrays itself.
Poem – Three
Peace makes three; the war has ended. Crowns for thee, lucky to survive. One red, one white, one blue; divided forever, slaves to a false victory.
Haiku – One
Black, no light shines through
White, darkness can not be seen
With only one, death
Haiku are short — very short — poems
In this haiku, night and day bring life.
Poem – Tyrant’s Moon
The beans grew from the sweat and tears of a mother who refused to let her child die under a tyrant’s moon.
Crimson’s Creative Challenge #115 Poem – Wooden Path
A wooden path to the sea, salt in the air; seagulls glide above, inviting you to step off into the sand.
Poem – Perfection
I close my eyes to see another world, dreams of perfection—void of humanity.
Timothy French 