Miles to go before I sleep starts when I rise the list too long in size. Things to do, places to be stuff to see. So much to do and when I’m through there’s still more to do. The list grows on and on.  

1 Autumn falling leaves It feels as tear drops from a tree It’s a sadden time 2 Lifeless fallen leaves Never throw a greenly smile The wind blew away 3 faded face of leaves a biology artifact in student note book

Text Prompt “Write a poem with the last line being a question and the answer being the title.” – Contributed by Megan Ameel Dobson. Image Prompt . Contributed by Jana-Alisha O’Dell

delicate veins that throb no more still calm in their fragility perfect poise even in death and dying

I lust for sugar many sweets I crave just as strong as a drug it lures me, kills me makes me bug like lunatic I rave.   There is no power greater than any sugarnado the addiction spins, and later makes me sick, a hater….

Once these were busy thoroughfares On a green and sunny day Water rushing up from the roots Processed food being carted away. This was an oxygen- processing unit, too, Till the air itself turned into fog, And the winter chill settled itself down To write…

Having never heard of the Gigan form of poetry,                              Naturally I had to contact old     Professor Google                        …

Hour Fifteen – Write a poem about someone or something you have lust for.   The Beauty of the Feast   In the wee small hours, past midnight Here in the north where dark meets light I wander into a room by chance Where letters…

Once upon a time A sage came to the royal court There with a thief fearful face The thief bowed his head, before the prince Sage pointed out the thief What is your sin It’s not my offense It’s only the dog’s misdeed Only the dog…

I desire you Lay with me Is that possible? I want you to take control of me Is that forbidden in this world? Consume my drool Yes I’m your fool If you allow me to be I surrender as your swaddled girl Girded by your…