Poetic Words :: Posting 3

Red flowers on a notepad. Sunshine reflecting off my
spectacles... the bird pecks on the window.

Mold on the wall outside the doorway.
Blinded by the light of day now.

Twenty-two hours awake and not dreaming.
My home beckons and I must go.

I noticed something quite hysterical. When writing poetry on random
things, the context based ads tend to be very amusing.

Tags: Poetry; Poetic Words; Life Poems