Morning Triku IVA Poem by Steve Kittell3 haiku's to start your day8/21/14
Flight To
live is to walk To
love is to fly on air To
hate is to fall
Birth Newborn
head blood red Futures
grow, tomorrow’s shed Day
is born, night is dead
Writing Morning
pencil dulled White
to black, blank sheets now filled Pages of discarded time © 2014 Steve Kittell |
StatsAuthorSteve KittellIn the shadow of Windmill Cottage, East Greenwich, RIAboutHaving suffered almost fifty years of writers block I'm back, picking up exactly where I left off, as a mischievous five year old. Current chidren's poems can be seen at: http://www.childrens-stori.. more..Writing
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