Ink
Writers make ink flow, like rivers carve the landscape to tell its story.
Tag: writing
Story
Brushes glide across canvases to paint stories as pens draft paintings
Rivers Carve
Just as rivers carve, I found my creative stream and let the words flow.
Bare
My words are the leaves of winter: gone. Not seen or heard or read. I’m bare.
Words
There they are: All words. I can see them at night up in the sky like stars.