rain – Jordyn Saelor

falling

Spy the window–dusk, still raining. Not cats and dogs, but gold leaves streaming. *** Happy November/autumn! If you enjoyed this poem, I would appreciate a pizza🙂

January 31st, 2022/tales in the winter night

Today’s Prompt: How do you feel when you look at the stars? Remember when Aukai told you stories of his people, how they had ancient star charts, how they used the length between thumb and finger to measure the horizon? He said the stars were really distant suns, some of them other colors. You justContinue reading “January 31st, 2022/tales in the winter night”

January 11th, 2022/courage rain

Today’s Prompt: What does it mean to live boldly? I live as bold as a raindrop. I gather my self in the troposphere until I accumulate bigger than my dust-fears, and I yield to earth’s gravity and I plummet ever so courageously. ***2nd poem*** This potion comes in three parts: One, the thumb thimbles toContinue reading “January 11th, 2022/courage rain”