What’s That Smell? the air was heavy with the sweet smell of success as it blew right past her replaced with flatulence of failure (A tricube is comprised of three stanzas, with each stanza being three lines long, and each line…
Category: Miscellaneous
Hour 19: Dream Interpretations
Randomly I chose the fish, Sea Creature. This is me implicitly. My family and I always illicit the ocean in my dream world. It is a reaccring theme. Many variation, yet mymind lingers on this connection to the sea. In particular, the Seal showed up…
Pity the Pittie (Hour Thirteen, a Hall of Mirrors Hay(na)ku)
Pity the Pittie I see the look of fear creep across their faces, their eyes wide with terror. Tell me, Mommy. I don’t understand. What did I do that scared them so much? Did I speak too loud? Was I wrong for giving them…
Hour 6 – Mantra for self
Shed your old skin resist the urge to stay warm in comfort. Instead go out into the freezing cold let your body adapt to the cold. it knows how to. Challenge old beliefs about yourself your doubts and misconceptions your fears and anxieties your failures…
Hour 18: 2023 “Come as you are”.
Love asks you to come as you are. Love is always a pleasure to hold even when it’s old. Love stirs the heart, excites the mind, and is full of mystery and knowing. Love is unpretentious and real. Love finds beauty even in defeat. Love…
Hour 5
NURSING SCHOOL I recently finished a nursing course and I’m on my way to getting qualified. Everything seems so exciting and scary. Oh! the opportunities and experiences awaiting me. I still can’t believe it I AM ON THE OTHER SIDE. The learning cultivated my curiosity…
Just Like Grandma Used to Make (Hour Twelve, A Cinquain)
Just Like Grandma Used to Make Bacon, she thought, only came in extra crispy, short blackened bits that nearly broke her teeth. (A cinquain consists of five lines with a syllabic count of 2/4/6/8/2.)
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Three Days Grace (Hour Eleven, A Somonka Poem)
Three Days Grace Son, I have watched you grow from bouncing baby boy to once and future King. This proud poppa’s heart hurts. Fear not; I’ll see you soon. Tell me, Father, why hast Thou forsaken me? I’ve done as you asked. Please don’t…
Hour 4 – Prompt hour 4
6 word poetry – Marriage God is love, that’s why we are.