Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere) > Writing | WritersCafe.org

Not sure if it’s a haiku

Paper strewn Scribbled notes Puffy stickers Stamps unlicked Music on Windows ajar Listening for next post Pens running dry Coffee spilt..

Fiction not about me but some lucky soul somewhere

Crazy world Crazy mixed up leaders Tainted in evil Words said in rehearsal Spat at the people Where’s the reason Where’s the wh..

Years. The days turned into pebbles We kicked away on the rivers edge The hours turned into years Sand between our toes where did it go ..

It’s nib was fresh and new The ink beside it blue The paper sat there silent Waiting for a sign She passed by so many times today That ..

The words Hung Dry Out on the line Hung for all to see She’d said her piece They rolled their eyes Not again They thought Unc..

Note pic not me damn

A prayer for mankind Beethoven accompanying

Written quick Added pie jesu as music