Sitting in the light, of night Rested like a cat, at that Penning like Ol’ Poe, you know And never rhyming better. Senses quickened, like a chicken Revveling in the gab, like a hermit crab Eyesight whole as mole Because I’m not a quitter.

Each morning when I wake up, I slowly check the time Try to remember what day it is, even if I heard my alarm chime. I crawl out of bed all bleary-eyed and take care of necessities Honestly, up to that point, I avoided all…

Uniform Corruption All of the deeds witnessed We took pictures and oaths of truth Wanted freedom to need of freedom Was confronted by the devil A cunning fellow disguised as overseer Chance that we would be seen being pushed To the road to hell with…

10pm. Poem 20 Mornings with Lucy She comes to me at first alarm laying her head on my breast settling in tummy to tummy She makes biscuits and closes her eyes to heal me with her rhythmic purr. She is my morning. She is the…

Morning Theta waves  wakes me up to influence— a meditative  state, which opens my heart to hear, “Today is a great day!”

2 days after my great-grandmother died My little sister stood in her crib Pointing, giggling, and saying her name I hope she was right I hope ghosts are real It’ll be fun   Haunting those who’ve haunted me

It is so dark I can’t see anything but the halo of time from the microwave

I was going to use the prompt but then the poem I wrote didn’t make sense for it.   Hour 14    Social media is amazing at letting us connect I’m able to see update on family I don’t see often I can be part…

She’s feeling self conscious in her new dress ducking behind my figure as we meander through the evening streets of Chattanooga just as the streetlights begin to flicker on it is this yellow thing, I don’t know the term but her breasts pool out of…

Wherever I am His splendor will be over me That place will be home *Inspired by a combination of the text and image prompt