Im not going to lie Mothers day really hurts this time You’re not here to celebrate it with I can’t give you flowers or a kiss no cheesy card or hand made gift. all I can do is just sit here and reminisce think about…

For my Emily Grace   In the heat of summer, a strange tiding brewed. Past the cottage, near the treeline where I camped, I heard a ghastly noise. The noise reminded me of a cross between a cat fight that was going wrong and a…

The little one clings my bare back, The less-little one counts down from 3. I jump, the gasp from above lets me know for a moment, my smallest child’s Smiling face touches the sky. I spread my arms and splash into the water, Plunging to…

*Use at least five of the following ten words in a single poem: strange, firefly, bottle, cottage, heat, mask, zoom, treeline, porridge, lethargy Stranger Danger Don’t pay the ferryman in this fairytale that strange one will carry you to death. A firefly in a bottle…

BALANCE __________________________________ The Scales will tip As life’s complexities Weigh your hinging arms … The Earth will tilt As it carves it’s celestial curve Grounding your clay feet … The current will shift As time winds its path Cleansing your tidal heart … The wheel…

Oh, Captain, my captain; the wind blows high and rocks the ship, but I know we will reach land. Though the fight is hard — no bells to ring a death knell — we’ve faith in your steady hand. Against this storm you will keep…

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She doesn’t take my calls anymore. She “… just doesn’t feel like talking right now.”  ever. Her needs are bigger now than a year ago; her wants are small and mostly focused on ignoring her needs. I don’t know her anymore, It has been a…

  Death wore a mask of fireflies when he arrived. At his command, a cloak of butterflies clung to my shoulders, fluttering, creating an iridescent heat, an indigo flame, an all but strange romance. Death’s love was heat in a bottle, ocean kisses, smothering and…

What a strange and prescient thing This prompt number nine From years ago with many words that ring Of just this moment in time Why would the word mask appear To capture the alienation and outrage Of any time but here From bygones when Zoom…