Prompt 3 I see a flower all bathed red Screams which into silence have bled Such sorrow, such disaster who could have led! When a flower with fate is set to wed There can be pleas all around Of a humbly beating heart But none…
Category: Poetry Prompt Responses
Grandpa’s Satchel (2022 Poem 5)
Gandpa’s Satchel Resting in Grandpa’s faded hardback chair Sunflower swaying as a warm breeze Gently blows through your long greying hair Setting knitting down upon swollen knees I offer up a piece of cheddar cheese Trying to fill the silent space around my grief You…
Space (Hour 5: Using word incorporation prompt)
Looking out the back door I see you in our hammock, hardback novel jammed in beside you, splayed open but your eyes are on your phone I want to tell you I just nailed up the artwork we bought together, when we were talking like…
Hour 5.5: Cozy Corner
After a long, long day When exhaustion has seeped deep in your bones It comes to your rescue The cozy corner at your home! It’s tiny, barely enough But it has space for all your treasures: A hardback copy of your favourite book And your…
Poem 5 Hour 5 Love
Walking through the park with her satchel across her breasts; she stops. A sunflower touches her nose and she breathes it in and closes her eyes. Everyday she takes this walk to visit the flowers and clear her head. Back at home she will…
2022 prompt 5 / hour 5 “you’ll understand when you’re older”
2022 prompt 5 / hour 5 “you’ll understand when you’re older” Goddammit he had finangled his way here to the study at the centre of the castle Only to find that the senior sorcerer’s favourite mirror only showed *clouds*? This could not be real?…
Hour 5- Sir Radish – Image Prompt
Rapunzel they called him, Rapunzel he was, A prince to some, a common son of a baker to others But they never asked him where he came from. His golden locks were too distracting, His soft features confusing He often sent suitors weeping when they…
Cardinal Memory – Hour Five
She rook a somber stroll one day In hopes to clear her mind She came upon a rundown shack The bleakest you could find Its outer walls covered in vines ’twas dark and dusty too And peering through its window pane A storm began to…
Gold-Brown
Within the warm yellowed pages Of a hardcover Sherlock Holmes In the family library, Nestles a brownish Sunflower Mellowed, wiser, ageing gracefully Each passing day. Hues of space, Tints of rusted nails And a flavour of oaks Defines its presence, For it is more…
Her place not to Please (hour 5)
Like the sunflower, he opens his heart Please, do not pull it apart Living in the present is difficult That is life of the occult As hard as hardback, it is hard to turn Right or left, near or far Please, make him stay…