Prompt Seven – Text Prompt: The viator is a poetic form invented by Robin Skelton It’s a pretty simple form where the first line is used again as refrain in the second line of the second stanza, and the third line of the third stanza,…

Are words enough? As silence falls With ready tears And pieces of my heart. I wonder aloud, Are words enough? To reconnect And pull you close. Our guarded embrace – murmured thoughts Are words enough? To make you stay. Through turbulent, biting anger. rage against…

A vast expanse extends before me. As far as the eye can see. I watch the clouds glide slowly past me and feel extraordinarily free. I’m undaunted by the unknown, and I lack the wings to fly. I throw my arms wide open, to embrace…

I’m scared of heights But it’s where all the extras are stored I’ve been living a very small life contained  On this plateau I’ve been told it’s essential  to learn how to bungy jump How to zip wire and how to abseil To see the…

Silent, stealthy move, Anger in silence only proves, It ever comes hungers boon.

My silent watcher, cheering and fade, He follows everywhere, never leaving! Every turn of self, guiding my blade, My silent watcher, cheering and fade, With hack and slash, revelry made. Approving in silence, sinister weaving, My silent watcher, cheering and fade, He follows everywhere, never…

It’s the time of year where the ghosts will begin haunting my hot tea and leaving the full glasses of orange juice            alone.   It’s time for lingering transition from lemonades and iced teas to apple ciders and salted caramels;…

Prompt for Hour Six – Text Prompt The earth is actually flat, you look over the edge and what do you see? Describe it.   Conversations with God   Should have been the stuff of nightmarish fright. But strangely it wasn’t, it felt right, as…

Prompt 6 – Image   Photographer   Photography is a great hobby to have Hours will pass before you even know it Oh, especially In the golden hours Try to replicate what the naked eye sees Oh, take more than one shot of everything Grin…

As Ought To Be…. Like one in a dark cell having a peep at the faraway dawning of another day, I see the world just as it ought to be. Straight as our dealings with each other,no intellectual robbery in the guise of colonialism. Every…