Poems, poetry, poets, gloom Heartbreak, love lost, tears shed Writings, writes, writers, doom Always this the poet’s hat

Being a novice in these matters, I was duped. I took the smile and wink Given over Tuesday tequila To mean love, or something like it. The sweaty romp between Egyptian cotton climaxed With fury and need. The desperate hunger Of a single moment in…

In the midnight hour With a rebel yell She wrote: More, more, more   Poem 16 singing Pickett’s and Idol’s Voices ringing   Feeling kinda funny As the hour shifts   Raven came a call in’ Nevermore   I’ve been writing, sharing Like never before…

In the midnight hours, I search. Wisps of memory confuse me Shrouding the truth Distorting the lies I experience Alice in Wonderland syndrome Smaller Bigger No where near What I need. In the midnight hours, I search.

I painted the room purple for betrayal angry brush strokes smashed against the wall I’m certain the neighbors heard divided allegiance because you tainted their perception of me with your lies and twisted truth oh mountains majesty a Lenten journey I did not agree to…

Desperate now that you’re gone? No, not at all Helpless without your ‘kind’ assistance? Quite the contrary Lost and lonely? No, dear Bitter and guilty? Me thinks not Life has become sweeter, easier and happier My only regret is why didn’t I leave you earlier!

The 12th hour a poem dedicated to Luna…and the Man in the Moon Moon high in the sky looking down on us. I see the face of a boy child in 3-D, just my brother and me. It’s hard to determine his nationality. He has…

The heart is the most important muscle in the body Without its daily effort, life cannot exist Its amazement and wonder cannot be spoken of enough It pumps blood that travels the veins and arteries Reaching the brain so we can think; reaching our toes…

Planting seeds after soil is turned Producing beautiful flowers Picked for many reasons from the Earth With the passing of a loved one. At a funeral We beautify the presence of a loved one With many colors so bright Those beautiful flowers Handpicked because of…

Write down the first line of your poem before reading the rest of this prompt. . . . Write the rest of your poem, the poem can be about any subject that you like.   Then copy and paste the first line so that it…