Nanette’s Nonet Being careful is silly she screamed You’re crazy he said to demean His challenge seen as extreme She bounced from a high beam He laughed, she floated Into a pool so moated alone throne
Category: Miscellaneous
Poetry Marathon 3021
Poetry Marathon 3021 June 26, 2021. You think this time capsule is big enough? Nothing is big enough, so it will have to do. You think this will all fit? We’ll make it fit, now help me cram all of it in. 25 pounds…
HR 8 – Text Prompt
Text Prompt Try and condense the plot of a book, any book, into a poem. It can be very direct and recognizable, or abstract and obscured. Girl grows up and wants to find purpose. Girl meets boy. Love is her purpose. Girl becomes…
A Haiku about Hard Times
Days of poverty Of vulnerability WANT to pay our way.
Lambs…Slaughter…Repeat
nine lives lost to the cost of living eight days a workweek never done seven times survival screams six souls cannot be fixed five more left alive four bodies found three ran down two left one…
inked gumboots [prompt hour 11]
he leaned forward, vape in hand, onto his storefront railing eyeing me as suspect thin, bubbly, too goofy and far too old still, he ushered me inside and spread out his samples. periwinkle florals and fluffy clouds were shown to me. I raised an eyebrow,…
HR 7 – Text Prompt
Text Prompt Write a poem exploring the word normal. It could be in the context of pre-pandemic life and the present, how normal needs to be better, or about how normal has always been different within your family. Any interpretation or interaction with the word…
Prompt 12
The words got stuck in my head today But I have let them out to play Fear can hold me in it’s grip and take my thoughts away I knew this would hurt What could I do live in fear? No I can’t
There Once was a Boob
There once was a Boob There once was a boob created at pubescence. There once was a boob sore in certain places . There once was a boob measured to cup sizes strapless, wired, and all. There once was a boob compressed, examined, and torn….
Poem 12 : A Tribute to Robert Frost “The Attachment”
I have been one acquainted with you I have seen you, and dreamed and when it rained, your sad face seemed new I have looked upon many faces and it seems yours changes in the sun I will embrace it, and take it many…