My footsteps weigh heavy upon the timber floorboards of this ancient house. It gets really quiet at night, the silence screams in my ear. Echoes remanent… haunting in the distance. Emptiness feels heavy and dark. Full of regrets and dense with secrets. Sometimes it is…
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Backyard Blues
I open the creaky porch door and march outside with vigor A warm, humid wind bursts onto face and tiring times await The long and coarse grass hails my arrival Its spiny ends prickle my heels and brush my toes I feel the dew on…
Dark to Light (Poem #3)
Brightness Beautiful and indescribable colors Greens, blues, reds Joy, laughter, smiles How do I even begin… The journey The living hell Life without sight It has been indescribably difficult Disgust, hatred My wish was death But now Now I want to be that light The…
Hour Three: Take a walk…
Cardinal on my doorstep Sing your song to me Make light of all my worries And dance amongst the leaves Blue skies of Summer Shine your light upon me Cast away the gloominess Ever near and haunting me Gentle breeze of June Kindly caress my…
The Shapes I’m In
Fifth Hour The Shapes I’m In If you know me, you know the shape I am in. Like a square, I can be one-dimensional, flat and unimpressive – reclusive.I can appear one-faceted, boxed in. Alone and exclusive. My square days don’t define me, But it…
Our Magical Adventure (Poem #2)
It is so different Our lives have changed so much One day we are strangers Now the day is dull without you You bring light into my life You shine through the darkness that surrounds me We are nowhere near perfect Our imperfections create struggles…
Letter to the Generations
Third Hour Letter to the Generations Dear New and Coming Generations, Baby Boomers, Millennials, Generation X. What will be your legacy, your history, your next? Will your mark on this planet bare fruit, or seeds of destruction? Who will lead the nations, what standards need…
Ode to Hakeem Olajuwon
There’s something beautiful About what he does out there How he tricks the defenders And drives to the open basket His body appears to move in one direction But his mind has already sped past you A twirl of the hand and he scores easily…
Prompt #2 Magical Delusion
Forbidden sweetness tender ripeness supple and ample with a crackle and a zing. Fullness came forth overflowing tenderness Fulfillment and satisfaction in abundance Control is the new norm in town and guess what? it is too cool for you. It’ll blow your hat off It’ll…
Hour Two: Magic
As she felt the earth melt beneath her feet, a loving breeze enveloped her. She saw stardust glisten in the distance. The sound of crashing waves surrounded her. As fairies lifted her from the melting earth, she felt herself begin to plummet. Floop! A billowy…