Pick 5 words & use them in a poem…   I feel you; your cinnamon skin livened by a tremor under my jacket, As we huddle close to the bayou, My heart flutters, too – Stirring on the lightbulb; fresh tenderness – Admitting that I fell for you.

Peeped over the edge ants streamed along the streets like giant robots Smoke covered the surface like a huge blanket Dots festooned with light shined like shooting stars Heads dashing in and out of the dots like monkeys   Neck craned; I pulled back Too…

Where You Belong If you are blessed enough to call yourself My EX You belong in my past Ex is for no longer wanted, no longer necessary If You ever had the honour to know my deepest secrets You are part of my present Present…

Naked, I bathe in the glow of still, solemn rays that, like me, have boldly chosen to rise again I am golden in the early hours, the wispy bits of daylight before dreams disrupt in the fullness of day This moment is my own, stolen…

Clouds up above move perfectly in the right way sun dips down below   Each part of nature creates a beautiful scene – fire in the sky

Soft breeze plays gently with my hair. I close my eyes and imagine your hands brushing through the strands. The rustling of leaves in the wind whisper faintly, a reminder of your low melodic voice in my ear, breath tickling my neck. The sun behind…

How a headless man arrived at a compound of a palace was a puzzle the inspector had on its plate associates pinned the headless figure on his shoulders. He had an altercation with the dead ahead of the deed.   The police sealed the crime…

Cannot begin a day without it Offers me comfort and caffeine Fills me with energy to get up and go First cup must be down before speaking (or can be spoken to) Every sip warms my soul and chases sleepiness away Each morning is a…

Hour 8 – Song and Image Prompt. ** Not using the title that’s given, but, same concept. Music Choice: “Outnumbered, by Dermont Kennedy” Holding lanterns for you, pleading the stars to beckon you through, Souls; transforming anew. Cosmic bonds; Vast, Yet never spoken. Each gleaming…

The sun alights the horizon as waves crash onto shore, throwing their wet blanket onto the sand, and then pulling it away again. Each time the water recedes, a small bottle is revealed, tossed and jostled in the chaos until it finally is left behind…