Prompts Hour Four

Text Prompt Grab a book from your shelf. Read the last line in it. You have to use that line as the first or last line of your poem (with credit). If you don’t have any books near you load this page, and scan down…

Illusory Truth

It’s a sort of truth itself that repeating something often enough gives it the illusion of truth. Advertisers know this. How many of us can go a day without applying deodorant or moisturizer? Who told you the smell of sweat was something to be feared?…

Forestland

I came here to muse. A lady in a pink regalia and ash hat _ colours that wouldn’t hide her from the eyes of a roaring lion or herders leads us to where was Sambisa, with forensic lense. After so many photographs we agreed to…

Paths

Paths   Follow me for I shall guide you Follow me for I shall guide you Follow me for I shall guide you Follow your own path? I know the way.   I know the way, I ‘ve walked it many times I know the…

Poem 03 – A Lie Thrice Repeated

I am incapable, and undeserving of love Scars written on a heart Hanging heavy with hurt I am incapable, and undeserving of love Faltering and fumbling Frustrated and fucked up I am incapable, and undeserving of love Grasping for reality Imprisoned by my mind Seeking…

What I wish for YOU

You are loved — When told to a child and shown in everyday actions, strengthens that child as intensely as well-balanced food, safe shelter, and exercise.   You are loved – When reported by a friend, who watches the ordinary, helping gestures and sees the…

Poem 02 – The Joy of Unseen Things

Fresh coffee’s aroma And the sound of it pouring Sweet singing birds Sore muscles from laughter Sunshine on skin Rain on skin Skin on skin Baked pumpkin seeds Riding a bicycle Alliteration The moments between sleep and awake Slipping into a warm bath Saunas Shoe…

Prompts Hour Three

Text Prompt Write a poem that repeats the same line three times, and then end on a variation of the repeated line. It could be a little different, or vary different, depending on what serves the poem best. Image Prompt

Árainn mhór

Árainn mhór   Wind-swept, still we board the ferry In the port tidal sway is not too bad Venturing out to the open sea stretch Portholes dip drastically below water levels.   Céad Míle Fáitle – A hundred thousand welcomes Residents so relaxed, Also, the…

As it was Written

The dog I was understudying to learn the art of a calm sea obeying the Messiah’s voice loses its teeth in a bone fight. Patience was it that rot the flesh off the bone into the night of a greedy dog. I tell you truly,…