Hour 6 (a haiku) A GREAT DAY Nothing scheduled Endless possibilities Or peace doing zilch
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Transitions
You would often say,” I want to go by the water.” The salty smell and temperamental waves brought you peace eventually became your sanctuary. You loved how the deep blues and somber grays mimicking the rich clouds in the sky. As you watched the fishes…
Prompt Six (6): All Roads Lead To Broadway [Hour 6]
All Roads Lead To Broadway A soft cool breeze … as I step outside to the fresh spring day! The smell of New York City … from Central Park. Green trees and chirping birds … A song of joy … A song of life! Walking…
Another Ideal Day
The day is filled with joy and laughter Children are running around the compound with careless abandon The women of the house roam the garden and stop to smell the flowers The drizzling rain envelops leaves The rain increases its intensity and turns into…
Night
Night has always been so boring unless you touched my body, where your cuddle is soothing makes my heart hooting. The night brings screams of love you kiss me most, the way hate is lost. Flight is your and mine I want all nights just…
Poem 6 | {Ideal Day}
By Ajanta Judd All Rights Reserved – 4am 27/06/2020 Australian EST Prompt 6: Write about your ideal day using only imagery and sensory details. It is fine if it is fragmentary. {Ideal Day} Sunrise is strewn with brilliant pink and orange hues Thick mist…
Prompt 5 Dear Mom
Dear Mom, It has been— Only last January? February? I am glad you are gone. And, I’m sad, too. It has been— A short, long while? A long, short while? When we celebrated— The memories of You. I am glad you’re gone. Death…
Poem 5 | {Anguished}
By Ajanta Judd All Rights Reserved – 3am 27/06/2020 Australian EST Prompt 5: Using one or more of these images as a jumping off point, write a poem. All of the images are sourced from Unplash. {Anguished} There’s a helluva lot of anguished souls…
I THANK YOU EARTH MOTHER
I THANK YOU EARTH MOTHER (PICTURE OF BOAT ON WATER) Glorious earth, of heavens and streams A place in my heart, my soul and my dreams. You continually share your beauty, your wonder In the caress of the rain drops through boisterous thunder….
Dervish
Shining grains spread from initial pluroma whole, perforations into an endless deceptive covering, heave utter meaninglessness into castaway shells, obsidian dusk brings lightless reflection, dim shadow gloom’s starkest sight, that splendor abyss stare echoes inside, destiny annihilation crumbles self, archon’s monkey-mind’s chaotic ripples, pixelated fading…