His black face is relaxed. His long body taking up almost the whole ottoman. His soft snores make me smile. His fur is growing back after his last hair cut. A sleeping cat is a happy cat. Almost 11 years old, he still plays and…
Category: Poetry Prompt Responses
Hour 7: A Hundred Dreams Ago
I saw you a hundred dreams ago There, back on that old wooden bench by the lake I saw you as you were back when we first met Just as stunning, just as ethereal Time had taken a lot from us The first memories and…
Hour seven
The thunder claps did not bother, the pouring rain could not dampen our spirits as we frolicked on our first weekend as newlyweds we’ve come here before with the children and didn’t we tear our hair pandering to their every need now it’s different we’re…
A letter
Hi It has been a while Cliché but it’s all I have forty years is a long time I don’t know what to say I don’t know why I’m writing I don’t know why you care I know you want to know why I know…
Take Care
Dear Chile, Now, I did not want to come to you in this way. You know that I didn’t girl. The fact is that you don’t dream anymore so I can’t visit like I used to. Y’all think spirits are free. That’s what y’all think…
Hour 6: forgotten
Dear L, i didn’t know when you moved houses a few blocks further we’d never meet again not even by chance but that’s how it was do you remember how we guilt-tripped ourselves every time we scolded our children before school time and how we…
A Drop in Space
Earth is water spelled sideways, in a way… The way of poets. Being water encased in a mesh of flesh. Our minds sometimes a mess of less, less, less, lessons learned from watered down hag- splashing pointlessness. Her face without a trace of truth. Hags…
Dear Mimi’s Elegy
Dear MarianMonique LeVertaDeniece, (Mimi) I said goodbye to you years ago, but today, I found a need to say hello. Today humanity is living in a pandemic. I know you never heard of it. I wanted to tell you how much I missed you before…
Hour 5: Scholarly nail
Jetting into intense stupidity Mr. Sunflower gulped melted cheese – Cheddar creating space for a rusty nail in his satchel what a mystery whose mastery is yet to be discovered He nailed it!
(Hour 06) 03.30-04.30am. TEXT PROMPT, letter from someone no longer in your life
absences Beloved brother i remember i. spending endless hours trying to teach “I love you” in Russian: Ya lyublyu tebya without success if only I’d tried Yellow blue tibia I might’ve succeeded ii. walking round the cathedral after midnight in mist looking for the cross…