Architecture is Art
structured without
caricatures and flower beds
it is the nonverbal attempt to explore
with the mind power and wealth
Torri Brown
torrimbrown
Hi My name is Torri. This is my 7th marathon. I'm still adjusting to living in Tacoma, Washington and I could use a bit of write-spiration. I plan to stay pumped by getting plenty of rest beforehand. I hope it works! I look forward to reading some of everyones beautiful poetry soon!
Prompt 22 Silence
Quiet
is never exhausting
its strength
without sound
it’s the secret in isolation
Prompt 21
Running
through my impoverished
historical neighborhood as children during play
transitioned to the battlefield as adults
in the midst of being poor
as kids we never had to look to one another for safety
As adults corners had a unlimited range that
once contained an invisible boundary that you knew you would get into trouble if you crossed
now we tailor our lives away from the ignited rage of poverty where gunshots keep you running
Prompt 20
Sun
greets me prematurely
as I stubbornly lie awake
just a few minutes more
I wish I could watch the day
from the sidelines
and not participate
In the mornings I
am far too tired
Prompt 19
There are things everywhere
thrown about
Next to baseboards
on wooden floors
on living room couches
i place my clean clothes
after folding
Prompt 18
Life occurs differently depending on the side
of the realm your soul is on
Birds venture between worlds in addition
to their own
Coming out of daydreams there is a blurry
sense of purpose that stumbily enters inside my head
air is earths devoted companion and guides wings tirelessly
through spiritual fusion of realms
Prompt 17 Kaleidoscopes of life
Many experiences share similar reflections
forged in honest secrets hidden
within beauty of naivety
self harm tilted towards colored patterns of self discovery
mirrored conflicts affirm long waits
can be beautiful, vivid and wild
Prompt 16
Hello again,
I heard you breathing
while you were falling
I held your head up
to the clouds after opening
my doubt to the sunshine
I didn’t hear you calling
Too busy looking out the window
waiting for the day’s moon
Prompt 15
His small problems
became big ones
he set the table with demons
and had a seat
while he scooted near
gave them all the fire
they needed to implode his world
He swam in deep waters
drowning all dreams
punishing himself
Prompt 14
Disempowered and ignored
Misunderstood and disrespected
you don’t want help
nothing good will come from this
phone addiction reframes self talk
slightly lifting a drop in energy
affecting mood and feelings
turning nervousness into confessions
should you try to see yourself through the lens of others