Waterfalls are story webs, wisps of silvery thread spinning the yarn of generational streams, resifted through the earth’s eroding palms. Be sure to check out my other recent waterfall poem: After-Hours Avalanche Seerenbach Falls, Switzerland, photo courtesy of Photography 314. This piece was prepared for Bulbul’s Twenty Word Tuesday Challenge Week #33. Join us!


TWT-A Nod to Hope

Prompt: Hope Hope is a thing with feathers hopping a fiery hoop before a springtime swim towards the horizon, heedless of shoreline. “You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore.”― William Faulkner “Hope is the thing with feathersThat perches in the soulAnd sings the tune without the […]