“Don’t shout.” “Let’s text chat.” “No, talk softly. I want to look at you.” “Why are your lips so dry?” “Because of the winter” “Did I ever tell you? You’re very unromantic.” “Am I? I thought I was romantic enough to compliment you.” Posted from WordPress for Android
Her five days old baby, Fell from a height. It’s lying there, motionless Beside the dusty unused bicycle, On the second floor. It wasn’t even used to walking. It’s quadruple siblings crawled around, Patting; brushing; licking it’s body. It was slightly moving. The little one, was weak. By every passing minute, It was breathing its […]
Urban Poetry 2017 offers readers an extensive selection of urban haiku, free verse, rictameter poetry for enjoyment and modern digital art copyright by author Linda J. Wolff. We also offer a daily poetry and meetups.