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He played on the moon wondering if he would ever come back home, every night there was another gig on another constellation of stars, he was a star himself, blasting off for all to see, he questioned himself, how can this even be me. This…

A Mother’s Love (Hour 8, An I Am poem)

A Mother’s Love   I am the mother of four babies. I wonder how it happened, as I’ve never known a boy. I hear my babies squealing, seeking sustenance and safety. I see their empty eyes peering out from lifeless faces. I want to feel their…

#9 Shlishit

Shlishit After three stars appear in the sky Havdalah prayer marks the end of sabbath, bridging sacred time of being, with secular time of doing. Grandfather’s powerful voice reverberating prayers sing out over sweet red wine, I stand upon a chair to hold the flickering…

Tuna fish – Hour 9 Prompt

Canned tuna fish brings forth smells of the beach. Not from the actual smell of the tuna fish. That would be gross. Eating tuna fish that smells like the beach would not remind me of my grandma’s house on the sound. “Grandma-Beach” Thick brine base…

tragedy

everything is falling apart i am an angry scribble all the time furious and numb at any given moment   i’m glad you’re doing well without me and congrats on your plan to propose soon but god i’d give anything to just hold your hand…

Creative Challenge – Hour 10

If I threw everything in my studio into a pot, what would I get? Paints, papers, inks, glues, rocks, feathers, books and brushes computer, pens, pencils, erasers, easel, desk and cabinets canvases, boards, tiles, buckets, and more Would I create a masterpiece like our universe?…

Hour Nine – Home

Kool-aid jammers in the fridge Leftover from a time when I was Carefree and happy When there was nothing bad in the world You were a phone call away And always encouraging me every step of the way Now you’re six feet under the ground…

Hour Ten: A Hungry Fox

Hour Ten: A Hungry Fox Tonight I had to duck an empty tin can pitched at my head. Can you imagine having someone throw things at you while you tried to get some dinner? I’m sure you’ve heard all names they call me: tricky, sneaky,…

Text Prompt- Poem 10 Our Dog Bingo

Our Dog Bingo Was a hero He was full of valour A strong confident of Alsatian breed He brought our family joy He was very playful He will be remembered because of his bravery He protected our family He became a Guard dog He became…