Bath Time
Poetry

Bath Time

​Warm water fills the tub like the sea only with bubbles. Two rubber ducks make the journey across the suds. Splashes and giggles even a bubble beard are made during bath time. Thirty minutes have passed now her hands and feet are wrinkled like a prune. Time for bed. Image source. Continue reading

Summer Days
Poetry

Summer Days

little feet gallop along smiles signify fun he jumps into the water below searching for his golden rings children hide as she shouts marco those poolside parents laugh as children slip out of the water only to shiver in the summer sun. I decided to not use any punctuation marks or capital letters because I … Continue reading