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…
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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…
Prompt 4 The Cosmic Boat
Boat upon these tranquil waters— Resting in a pool of stars. If I dip my fingers over; Might I tinker with red Mars? Firmament— divided waters. Might I travel through the void, to the other side of heaven? Seeing God, yet not destroyed. …
Prompt 5 ~ Post 5 ~ Grace at The End of The Tunnel
There’s grace at the end of the tunnel Although I travel alone. There’s grace at the end of the tunnel though my path’s not always shown. I can see with the guiding light He sets before me each day. As I call on Him…
Peep from under the Tree
I stood on the ground and looked up at the sky But tree branches covered my eye Enveloped by the greying branches the sky whispered, “I am high”. Spread in majesty the tree branches clasped in unison Intent on masking the light of the…
Prompt Five (5): Carved In My Heart [Hour 5]
Carved In My Heart Do you remember me? We met here… Long ago; Lifetimes before. Do you know me, still? We met again, Right here… Not even a moment ago. More than once… twice three times, four and five… a dozen times. Always so close……
A Fallen leaf
Leaves fall like broken joy, from her beloved tree. Pain is felt by both the dying leaf,falling free and lonely tree.
Post # 4 ~ Prompt 4 ~ Epistolary of Love
Oh how the time goes by but memories don’t fade. I can hear your voice and the love you gave. To all your children Throughout your life Sometimes with hardship Sometimes with strife. From one two three and four five six. You loved…