Welcome to this month’s edition of The Jovial Writer Monthly! Whether you’re here for a fun literary escape, to read your monthly horoscope or have a wellness check in, I’m thrilled to have you. Grab a cup of chai (or coffee ☕) and let’s dive in!
Welcome to this month’s edition of The Jovial Writer Monthly! Whether you’re here for a fun literary escape, to read your monthly horoscope or have a wellness check in, I’m thrilled to have you. Grab a cup of chai (or coffee ☕) and let’s dive in!
Welcome to this month’s edition of The Jovial Writer Monthly! Whether you’re here for a fun literary escape, to read your monthly horoscope or have a wellness check in, I’m thrilled to have you. Grab a cup of chai (or coffee ☕) and let’s dive in!
Berry Much - haiku on strawberries
Her arms were strong and gentle at the same time, the way most mothers are.
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Candle Lit Close enough to kiss, She whispered, “Love, there’s spinach, Stuck between your teeth.” Pexels.com #Haiku poem, free, best, candle, romance, soft, humour, fun, sweet, date, night, kiss, teeth, spinach, poetry, short, cute, love, dinner, drinks, close
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Empty Teacup The city doesn't excite me Quite as much as it used to. It's bustling with energy and footsteps, But none belong to you. The streetlights flicker on and drown out the sunset. I put the kettle on to boil, And set the table for one. Follow me on Instagram @thejovialwriter
Timepiece When Emma was four, she wanted a watch. Not just any dial, but the battered gold, The elderly guest at dinner, adorned on his wrist. It was shiny, yellow like the sun, Bent out of shape and yet, oh, how she yearned To hear the dutiful Breguet hands count time. Her heart … Continue reading Poetry Challenge – May – Watch
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