Free verse, Poem

Day 301: The Night Sky #2

How brave is the evening sky, restful and welcoming the stars while she stands watch, the warrior, who pulled Apollo’s chariot across the heavens, bringing light to those who would otherwise live in the desolate dark. © Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

Free verse

Day 276: Jungle Dance

Trees weave about me, as if they hear a song whispered in the wind. Notes played, words spoken, rhythm shared among the rustling leaves. The river vibrates, with the sound of soft steps echoing in the ripples of waves, a measured base to the cadence of the night. I gaze up at mountains, craved by… Continue reading Day 276: Jungle Dance