My lion spirit roars releasing dancing flames like a light house guiding those around me through storms It rejoices in gratitude for the gift of sweet oxygen breathed out by my arbol brethren Each enhale enhances connections to ancestors answering unasked questions Alleluia for revelations…

I was in my cottage… And this strange little bird … popped in. He told me, “Ain’t this heat like sin?!” I looked at the treeline; shaking the lethargy of my quarantine. There my porridge sat, and ZOOM, the bird spat! I saw he wore…

I got goosebumps at midnight, when he held me tight. We looked each other being lost in each other side. millions of days are gone Now he says hold our baby’s finger tight.

Heat radiates above the tree line As the coolness seeps in from the woods to stir our lethargy to revive us so that we may sit in the twilight, outside the cottage as the firefly leads the way.

I pray for respect love and freedom While the world celebrates victory, I hold my forehead in shame. The UK is banning the US. Parties are no longer condoned. It is as if we look at the heavens with sunglasses on, still in awe of…

Write a poem containing at least five of the following ten words. If you want it can include all ten words. If this prompt seems at all familiar, it is probably because we do it every year, just with different words. Firefly Bottle Mask Porridge…

(As in this prompt was timestaking.) 🤷🚍🃏🃏🃏🃏🃏🃏🃏 🎥🎬🤡🤡😢🐱‍🏍🌭🥧🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡 👽👽🌍🌎🌏⚡🤷👽👽👽👽 ————- 🎪🍨🧞‍♂️🧞‍♀️ 🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡 🎥☎🎬 🌭🥧 I get off the bus, and I’m surrounded by jokers It’s like a bad action film took over the nation, being directed by clowns And now I have to search for…

O Pilot! O Pilot! Our mouths were screaming in fear As the deadly ocean waves came towards the ship It was as if some monster was blowing away the wind from its mouth A violent, gray, funnel-shaped cloud, rotating in contact with the ground… Alas!…

Tiger, tiger, fire blast! Pine tree, milky way, tree pine Where is the ghost hand that I saw Hands up, shout! There is no escape.

Vines grow yellow blossoms open enticing bees to cover themselves in gold heavy with fruit glowing red warm in my hand I breathe in the scent as my teeth sink in juice drips down my chin as I taste the flavor of summer.