Dark, Haiku, Horror, Micropoetry, Poetry, Writing

Crimson Wings

Sea of butterflies, Crimson wings flutter, a lure For wandering souls

Fantasy, Freestyle, Nature, Poetry, Writing


Soon, I descend into a familiar world Soft sheep prance upon fields of forest green, Ivory fleece bouncing with each bound A jubilant breeze drifts through, Winding around every living being, It reaches out with spectral fingers