By Ajanta Judd All Rights Reserved – 2am Australian EST Prompt 4: Write an epistolary poem that is a letter from you to someone who has passed and/or someone you have not seen in a long time. {The Night Sky} I just wanted to…
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1. Recipe For a Perfect Summer Moment
Recipe For a Perfect Summer Moment Warm Sun Arnold Palmer Tide & Downy Breeze Wrought Iron Chair Peace & Calm Take all parts and mix equally. All senses will be activated if the breeze along with peace and calm are interspersed intermittently. Then to…
PROTECT THE CHILDREN
Leave them in awe of your determination. Give them a lesson on your resilience. Teach them to hold space for your presence. Lead them towards an openness that closes the door to perceptions. Hold them gently within the moments you share. Leave them with a…
My Love Poem
He is a lovely jailor who loves me in cage of his arm, making me warm. His kiss is a miss that’s why I am piss. my god knows how my cleavage survive without his bite, while I miss that lovely ride craving to be…
Prompt Four (4): Dear Daddy [Hour 4]
Dear Daddy, You still visit in my dreams. I miss you being here, of course. You’d be really old, too. Still, there’s so much I’d like to know. You left so long ago, and I thought I’d remember it all. I do and I don’t….
Begin
How can we heal all the hurt in the world? Undo the past and the harms that linger? How can we stop the blaming, shaming, and wagging of the finger? How do we right the wrongs that abound. To create change we’re so desperate to…
Prompt 3 Keeping My Word To Myself
Keeping My Word To Myself ~willjxn~ Last night I went to bed undecided. Thinking of all the words I’ve promised to keep work deadlines, family expectations, Morning woke me, thinking about — keeping my word to myself. I got up from bed. I organized…
Goddess from Heaven
iii. Rainbows In the Sweat Sprouts Sun wasn’t harsh, for the sake of the Girl Wind blew slight chill, for the sake of the Girl. Sweat sprout in her forehead, Glittered in the sun and rainbow could be seen. Oh my pal, who is that…
Plight of the Homeless in my Home
the town-crier said they said they will give the homeless shelter they said the homeless should come around and register they said each homeless will need a number they said to get the number a homeless must bring his mother they said whoever does not…
HER CHALLENGE
Hour 3 (The BOP – a marathon writing prompt) HER CHALLENGE She took the challenge, knowing she could not go it alone The tasks were daunting, the accolades few and far between Each day posed a question, a problem, an issue to tackle…