Like the sunflower, he opens his heart Please, do not pull it apart Living in the present is difficult That is life of the occult   As hard as hardback, it is hard to turn Right or left, near or far Please, make him stay…

Hour Five – Write a poem using at least 5 of the following 10 words/phrases. Hardback, sunflower, knitting, cheddar cheese, space, wine glass, pavement, nail, oak, satchel   Their Space in the Sun   I pause in my mundane cause to look out. Our neighbours,…

Dead vines encircled the tower Once green, budding flowers, and thick thorns Now withered, dry, and brittle Half the bricks from the structure have fallen Black vegetation still clinging Above all, the princess still sleeps Once dressed in a pure white gown Now caked in…

Another prompt from I am Incomplete without you – which is honestly one of my favorite prompt books ever and is probably the most valuable thing I’ve ever invested in. Your Name is _________ and you are important. Your name is ______ and you are…

grandma in her rocking chair knitting sunflowers the color of cheddar cheese knitting sunflowers because that’s what she knew best to work on her knitting loom from where i lay on the rug the pattern seemed dark, distant space but when i squinted an oak…

The house on the hill The walk from town to the house A memory that would not fade away The beauty of the house died suddenly The window never opened amicably When she was home the window was lit Her writing on the wall I…

As I wrote my poem A customer walked in I responded politely to his request He walked out It sent a sense of insensitivty That made me feel uncomfortable Wow wonder if it was a >>> Copyright(c)2022 Roxann Lawrence

If you need a friend one who is genuine look no further for her name is Mewra She will show up dancing with a smile She loves to sing in the wild Her hair looks like a butterfly Her dreams are big as the sky…

Without a fridge The sun was her preservationist   Without a bathroom The family did it in the open   Without a microwave oven Cold meal was a religion   Coal-pot cooker was a luxury Its glow embers kept her cold at bay But not…

The rusty old piano sits there Years of disuse Centuries of neglect