Am I able to write a stream of consciousness? A song of gratitude and thanks? For a year ago, almost to the day, Some Poets was born. Creative, energetic talented poets The world over Soulmate whom I have never met And, yet met Only on…
Category: Official Marathon Prompts
In praise of ergo
A bundle of joy, a baby to hold “Lay baby down and do some work,” is what we’re told. Babies need mama, warm and secure, It’s love they want, that’s for sure. My ergo. The perfect solution.
My stormy disposition
I am under the weather, a vicissitude of life. My mood, is in disagreeable with climate change. My warm and sunny personality has something to do with climatic condition And the planet atmospheric position. I have to weather my mood, when I have occasional showers…
Soup for S*&^S
Oh your flavor is ever so tasty Beef Pork Oriental Though my preference is fowl I will not balk at the latter Except for Shrimp How disgusting Despite my reservation for the shellfish With any other I am most selfish Now don’t mistake my relish…
Mother
You are the one I adore.. Love you the most. You are the one I care for the most. You are my world.. My happiness. My strength and no thank you will ever be enough.
Invisible
I am here but you can’t see me. I know you can’t If you could see me You’d see a mother child In need of love, true love And you would not leave me here, in the dark, without food, on the cold…hard…ground. You say…
You’re There for Me
Your heart is gold, your friendship true I’m glad you’re in my life You care deeply for those held dear Even when you’re fraught with strife You’ve gone through your own highs and lows You’ve been a rock through mine Our friendship always remains true…
Prompt for Hour Eleven
Write a persona poem from the point of view of a person without a home. You can have a specific person in mind, or they can be entirely imagined. This person can be a homeless beggar, or someone who drifts from town to town, or…
False reality
She woke from a great slumber, In a parallel realm of space, Only to find herself somewhere foreign, That she didn’t know what to call. In a dimensional place That was in a strange state, Where she was no one, But sought after by all….
Our Perfect Princess
Anticipation on a bright crisp morning The wonder and excitement of preparation Champagne shopping with moms and bridesmaids Choosing gowns for Meredith to try Everyone unique and stylish Lovely beading, elegant embroidery Ruching, pick-ups, covered buttons and crystals Color palettes of almond, cream, bright white…