Prompt Twenty-four – Text Prompt – Write a poem about hope.   Because they Hope   Hope is the best there is. Was she not the last one out of Pandora’s box? There is always hope, even against hope. Till the end, till the very…

Hour Twenty-Four Prompt: Hope Children’s laughter reminds me of hope. Graduation ceremonies promise hope. Medical advances allow me hope. My family gives me hope. Genuine friends access hope. I have to reciprocate because the alternative is doom. Love still occurs. Then a I hear a…

Taunting fate It opens the door to expectancy something may happen something may not Still, we indulge in magical thinking The illusion of omnipotence fronting a positive outcome 

People are real and complex and composed of out of context quotes, half-remembered daydreams, and coffee-stained yesterdays – there is a beauty in such fascinating feelings and experiences; but we can’t all boil down to rhyme or reason so easily – we don’t all fit…

To Hecate   My goddess of the liminal space the greeter of cross roads. I am in awe of your guidance for clearing the way to my path.   You showed me what could be and what is to be with a forked road ahead….

things I kept to myself leave a message after the beep

Hour Twenty-Three: Prompt: A Different World Our three moons taking turns by staggering phasing leaves us both water -logged and amphibious. Our Tagi (sphere of habitation) mambas with Yash (another inhabited sphere) we crossbreed with. Our vafs (outer membranes) are green-plaided on both Tagi and…

Too confusing to be advertised as desirable This world is no less inhabitable than yours Chemistry enables the crossing Books direct to traverse bridges over strained personalities born to this realm this other dimension

Prompt Twenty-three – Text Prompt Write a poem about a world that is not this one.   The Caveman Calls   The cavemen had it good. They foraged for food, Collected their wood, and relied on their mood.   They drew on their cave wall,…

How to define it when it changes every second? I see love in shapes, I see in circles, squares, rectangles.   For me, heart isnt the only symbol of love, what if its a flower with temporary petals?   I see love in differences, that…