It arose ( a double haiku)

Buried under sands, That were dreary and wind blown A jewelled hand springs. Distant blue its own, Deluged by the sandy surf, It still stayed afloat. .

Book Review : A Night Under The Shooting Stars

I have known Miriam for a year now. She is wonderful and so is her poetry! When I delved into her poetry book, I was left spellbound. She has the ability to hook you in. Her words make your day brighter. As I went about my day, her lines stayed with me! Her words are… Continue reading Book Review : A Night Under The Shooting Stars