The Mist, a poem written by Brad Osborne at Spillwords.com

The Mist

The Mist written by: Brad Osborne   Is it cloud that falls so gently When mountain top is kissed Or does it rise from the valley This cold and haunti...
August, poetry written by LadyLily at Spillwords.com


August written by: LadyLily @AFairymary   Melting stars, wax into Chinese lanterns shining on beds of lemon grass, slumbering in a ruby dream. Aly...
Cataract, micropoetry written by Jeanmbb at Spillwords.com


Cataract written by: Jeanmbb  @jmbsquared   words fumbled - a handless free-fall; a cascade. the heart of no other can catch the drops- so...