Birthplace

Short but sweet. well done.

With very few words you have painted a perfect portrait with your pen :)

I am with Brandy" words never sleep" Pangie xx

My now deceased father-in-law said long ago people talk about the past, years gone by like it was a good thing but I would not want to go back because of hard work we had to do. He did not know about the word nostalgia. However, there were a few things in the past that were nice but we can never go back and now with this virus I don't know if we will ever be able to be like it was before. Thanks for stopping by my work. I am honored by your comment. Sara

Oh how true...let the nostalgia fly

My first poem was a song dedicated to my dog when I was in grade 6. “I love my doggy, I love him true, I know if you could see him, you’d love him too.”

Our birthplace always calls us and reminds us and encourages and urges us to write about it - words can even form poetry whilst we sleep and gently bring back endearing memories. Exquisite Monoku. Congratulations on your win in this contest Harry. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.

Back to wish you congratulations, harry!

Oh so true, Harry. Your expressive monoku is impressive. “poem now gently breached”.. I love the imagery! Congratulations on your wonderful win, my dear friend.. ~Susan

for me this may be the very best one on the list. Congrats , Harry.

Charming write, Harry. Congrats on your top win ~

- Congratulations on your winning poem, Harry :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

- Exactly ... a super line, Harry :) - GL in the contest :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Smoothly flowing and expressive, Harry. Janice

A MONOKU that is so impressive Harry, says so much with few words. Stay well my friend...

Nice one, Harry!

FANTASTIC MONOKU dear Harry...that's were most of my poems come from. ~ Elaine

wow I think this one is amazing!

It never does...Great one liner

Very introspective view. Best for a win. ~~

Yes, I like this one very much. Harry, it always almost starts like this, before you know it, you are way into deep. Always a pleasure. Linda

And they keep on coming, the flow never stops. Tom

Even in a dream, thoughts dance through the air. A Poem is Born. Words never sleep. This is so beautifully written and presented. :) Brandy

Evocative of tender memories, like a snowfall or sunset, should do well in the contest, harry~