Beth A. Fleisher Hour 7   Prompt 7:  Write a poem titled Season of the (fill in the blank). The fill in the blank could be a reference, it could be an actual season, it could be something abstract, or concrete, anything you want. The…

I wish life had more heart shaped sunsets, And when the night sets, We rewind, And appreciate or daily upsets, For those, Those have forced you to grow further into Jesus’s perfect object, Shaping you into a mouthpiece that quiets unrests, Bringing more people to…

Home to House A place which was a hut, but lot of happiness We ate together, We drank together. We could have we times We could see each other We could share everything We were us. House A place which has become a palace We…

By Ajanta Judd All Rights Reserved – 5am 27/06/2020 Australian EST Prompt 7: Write a poem titled Season of the (fill in the blank). Then fill in the blank could be a reference, it could be an actual season, it could be something abstract, or…

Tang   When I kiss you I taste Tang, the bitter sweetness lighting up my lips, my tongue. Memories of an old you play in my mind. But that you really wasn’t you. It was him, before he left and took my heart with him…

Fireflies could never be as loved as one small pixie, Nor have they light within their minds to fight with demon hordes, Though tales of lightning bugs are told through the land of Dixie, A tiny, flighty redhead’s shine is brighter, by all accord It’s…

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A queen sends him on his way with an empty box and a mission, Under the orders of the magic glass he is recast as the assassin. In soft shoes he beckons a girl, into the depths of a mossy wood, over root and worm,…

All roads led us here, though we couldn’t see where they’d end. We promised love for forever. Now we’re just trying to be friends. I didn’t ask for this season or the wildfires that burned. We didn’t imagine at the beginning that our lives would…

Her breath laced with the taste of fear, lay  hidden beneath the rags, hoping hate didn’t reach out its cold fingers,  it’s ugly thoughts tainting her with  pregitious ,  hoping her leaves and roots   medicines  of earth, could save her from mans hunger , from…