The Four Elements
Earth, Air, Fire, and Water
A Quadru-Haiku
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I woke up from my nightmare. Sweat ran down my face. On the wall was a mirror. Reflecting my face. Behind me a monster.
By Dylan 3 years ago in Poets
I have dug my fingers so deep into my arteries That I can taste the hemorrhaging pain of last decade's memories. What a silly little way to pass time, shredding my neurons
By Silver Daux6 days ago in Poets
She never fully left. What remained stayed behind— quiet fragments of her scattered through the way I see the world.
By Krizzia BWabout 5 hours ago in Poets
She was wearing that green dress when I first saw her, five years ago to the day. Flowing meadow fabric draped over long legs, thick auburn hair flowing down her back. That smile. Of course, she is still beautiful now. But now she is no longer alive.
By Karen Cave7 days ago in Fiction
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A grand vision!