A window through time,A time capsule's delicate,Memories sublime.
How does it work?
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.
More stories from Sergio VanNess and writers in Poets and other communities.
The past may be gone, But a time capsule remains, Memories live on.
By Sergio VanNess3 years ago in Poets
I have not been able to sleep Last night I crawled to bed And lay there Staring at the Ceiling My hernia Would
By Sam Spinelli7 days ago in Poets
Shoulders slump neck aches wondering how I will ever find the time to write my books paint my pictures teach my students
By Sota Fukuzawa7 days ago in Poets
The haiku often gets treated as an exercise of how much can be said in a small space. How much weight those seventeen syllables can carry.
By Vocal Curation Team5 days ago in Resources
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.