Run, Run, Run! Run, run, run! or else they will go ahead the competition is fierce Oh! Don’t take a break to breathe by the bay Run, run, run! or else you would miss the train to the destination Oh! Don’t…
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Robert Buck
I listen to 10,000 Maniacs songs in-between hours, and you were constancy of crystalline accompaniment and precise guitar notes – dominating but the raven-haired dervish growing to womanhood in your view. All men with bowties should have a title bestowed on them. All men with…
Color My World
Red for the blood White for pure Blue for integrity Color My World Yellow sun The pink rose The orange sunset The day will close Green for money and wealth Brown for laboring at the belt Color My World with history Color My World with…
Hour ten
Your sorrows will fade like the night sky fades— from black to blue from blue to pink. The dawn will come.
Prompt #10 (Colorblind j.r.m©)
How can you explain the color red burning in its deep dark majestic shade to someone whose colorblind. Oh! How terribly unfortunate are they for they are unable to experience the passion of red. How can you express the beauty spread across lavender fields and…
Hour Nine
Spider Spider don’t crawl towards me like my lover Spider don’t entangle me in your web like my lover Spider don’t spit venom on me like my lover
Hour eight
Would you never Would you never try to seek everything thou left to me? Would you never tell me thy existence was based on this love? Form- Golden shovel (Never seek to tell thy love by William Blake)
It starts with the letter “A ” And sings like a bird I don’t know from whence it came but to follow it I went down Oops! I didn’t mean say, “What the…..” l’ll turn around now and the other way walk. Credit: Emily…
Hour seven
Inside out Don’t tell me to love you inside out when she lingers on your tongue, but your tongue spells my name.
Hour six
It’s one of those nights when I try to forget you (when I try to set free the stars of your memory) The ink flows and speaks of you you become my muse And I’m left with a notebook full of you….