race against time to
create a tempest out of
nothing but thin air.
power thrumming through
fingertips, chipping away
at irksome problems.
hammer at the door
energy explodes; glass swirls
across the smooth floor.
just a girl in love with words
race against time to
create a tempest out of
nothing but thin air.
power thrumming through
fingertips, chipping away
at irksome problems.
hammer at the door
energy explodes; glass swirls
across the smooth floor.
You paint some very visual haiku with your words. Great job.
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Especially liked the first one. Nicely done.
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