Pride to some Beloved she was to the others So they kept her close to them, Like she was a gem… They cared for her in all the ways, Over protection she got from everyone in the way So she made her place in the…
Category: Official Marathon Prompts
Infinite Sky
You and me adrift at sea afloat on an ocean of hopes and dreams. Above us hangs a blanket of stars. An infinite sky for a love like ours.
Hour 5, Prompt 6: My Unknown Groom
A vision in white Friends and family near A wedding some time in the distance, perhaps The details exact, all the way to the cake flavor Sunshine, roses, fragrance abound With one element missing A face That face That special face The groom To look…
Hour 4
The baby is asleep Now is her time To take a nap Take a shower Cook a meal Do the laundry Eat hot food Read a book Watch a show Call a friend Wash my hair The list goes on She can’t get up She…
Garden
She thought she needed more than who she was. She did not see the things that she was capable of. Like a garden long forgotten in full bloom she had a beauty that not even she knew. -h.e.m. 12 pm
That Sad Place
Darkness Dementors Dejection Join hands in tandem Happiness Ameliorators Affection Swim faraway ibidem He might be here tomorrow He might not
DOWN BUT NOT OUT
DOWN BUT NOT OUT (A 24-hour poetry marathon prompt – Haiku) SHE HAD NOTHING LEFT HER NEW BEGINNING BECKONS FEAR REPLACED WITH HOPE
down for the 3rd time [4 – #image]
sinking in a starless sky paralyzed can’t catch my breath i know i’ll die if i stay here but i can’t move for this sharp pain of memory i have certainly loved before, lost before, and missed before but this is the third time and…
Prompt 6, Hour 5
Write a poem about a dream you have had, but in the poem itself you can never mention that it’s a dream. It can be clear by the content of the poem that it is a dream, but it doesn’t have to be. You can…
Silver: Hour 4
These roads were horse tracks once, I hear; curving slowly into the rising hill easing the passage of harvest-heavy carts hauled by teams of horses to each farm – their sweating heads low, necks taut, as their hooves spat sound – ice-sharp – into a…