Beth A. Fleisher Hour 22 Prompt 22:  Choose an image and write a poem about it.   Journey to the Light I am stuck in the darkness, But the light is in front of me, I can see it clearly now, Warm and golden inside…

Pre-dawn madrigal; tender ache tugs at faint consciousness of her awakening on another continental shelf – a dream away. Awareness of her form stirring, responding to the tinkle and clunk of the routine and mundane. Only she could bestow such beauty to this hour. Strands…

Beyond the farthest meadow, In the center of a hill, There rests a quiet burrow Behind an ice flow, never still And in that ice-cold grotto, One can find – from time-to-time, A tiny pixie winnow While she bathes with wild thyme She sings a…

it’s an exclusive bunch of people who don’t know their elbow from an oboe. they sit up in their ivory tower without the slightest clue of what’s going on down below but regardless regardless they let their pretentiousness consume them to the point where nothing…

Before Dawn Your worries, a mansion too high for me to glide over without wings. I would have stolen you and slay whatever stays our way to wedge us for loneliness to stitch its venom into us again. How can you be alone in these…

I tend to wonder  At what things really are. Once I asked a friend What she thought cats were   Really   With such expressive tails And mollifying vibrations? She rolled her eyes And looked away.   I like to run my hands  over the…

Dizzy with Poison   The ant stumbles across the bathroom floor, swirling, twisting, roaming without ambition.   Normally bee-lining for food, this dance reeks of the poison set out yesterday.   Towards the window, away, towards again, away, swayed by a wind no one else…

i kiss you tonight from so very far away and yet i feel closer to you than ever before i close my eyes open my self for your tender caresses the whispers of my name on your silken lips the way you feel so hard…

Once upon a marshmallow morning In a cotton-candy land Children’s laughter everywhere As they did the candy dance Around trees of chocolate kisses At the Skittles rainbow’s end They danced and sang so merrily And held each other’s hands While fairies dusted them with sugar…

By Ajanta Judd All Rights Reserved – 8 pm 28/06/2020 Australian EST Prompt 22; Hour 22: You are almost there. I’m sorry, this is the hardest part, but I think it’s time for another image prompt. Please choose one of the following images and write…