Hour 3 (2020, Original) – “The Human Chase”

This is not in “The Bop” style, as the Official Prompt suggests; but it does discuss many current world problems. So, I hope this may suffice. {Potential Trigger Warning!!}   THE HUMAN CHASE – By: H.J / author H.J ©️ They only love me when I’m…

11am

Been a long, hard day feel like I’m about to drop where I stand The jobs been tough And normally I pull through without a scratch But tonight was the pits Shoes are off the bath has been drawn steamy and fragrant with peaches thrown…

Please love me

I have watched you from a distance have loved you from that same distance My heart cries out for your love Cries out for your touch, your caress I see you with others and I cringe I see you love others and I flinch Please…

2020

The country is burning Brown skin a death sentence Children locked in cages No justice for the wronged Fascists in power Simple-minded individuals screaming about masks   And you ask me if I’m okay.   Citizens angry for all the wrong reasons Racism bubbling over…

GiGi

Lathering at the sides of your mouth, your tongue curled at the tip, you’d smile and let out a half bark. Black and white collie/shepherd, you were a soft mass of long fur. Always excited to see us, you’d run up, cry out in dog…

Prompt 2 Making Kindness

Making Kindness ~willjxn~ Ingridiance: 2 lifetimes of forgiving:  ½ for self ½ for everyone else. 1 eternity of deciding 2 remindings:  day and night. 1 real smile pressed firmly. 1 ounce of prevention. All the time in the world. Patients spread thin but spread none…

11am In My Mind

In my mind everyone is looking at me, the way my leg doesn’t lift as high, the way my hands don’t grip the mat, the way my exhale seems shallow, oh wait they can’t see my exhale. I guess it’s all in my mind, my…

Waiting

He does not wait well he taps and fidgets and huffs. I write and try to hurry. Because he does not wait well. Then I think of all the times I waited. For lesser reasons. Shoot, I am writing this darn poem. He can wait…

Loud noises

Friendliness has sown in me the decrypt notion That life figures itself, without hastle. It is to logic that we must prey Try to keep our noses clean Our heads swaying in the heat. Forbear the wonderful day, keep going till the end of night….