As if the world does not exist Bach’s cello transports me to the place where time does not exist It is not the music though It is the music through   Calming as the sea Listen you would see It is the ambience, the cadence…

Have this dance with me Run your fingers over the wood and play a harmony Duets are forever dances even when we aren’t moving our feet to the rhythm And yet we are as the notes fill the room and we sway in time Each…

The mountain mist settles Revealing winding paths with no end The lofty winds carries Our wishes up these paths Towards the lonesome tree Of red and pink Under the clear blue skies Where life meets eternity The wish is simple It’s doesn’t want much Just…

The darkest evening of the year was the night six people stole women’s constitutional rights. The darkest evening of the year was the silence in Uvalde, Texas where the souls of 21 people left this earth because of gun violence. the deepness of the tragedies…

The Dark Deep Woods Near a faerie ring of glowing rocks Gleaming eyes of a woodland fox Amongst those woods, dark, and deep I think back to our many walks My campfire crackles, spitting hot sap Sticks of wood bundled on my lap Draped on…

Magenta hue, hope springs anew, in fields of reverie that blossom in glowing memory of a love so true;   The promise of Hope, and Healing sweeps through.   Upon our Summer of Love, and this meadow for Two.

The crooks and curves of Chicago concrete streets are set deep deep deep BAH BAH BAH We rise and lay flattened prostrate whenever the pistol rooster speaks Singing confirmation Whooah Whooah Whooah Sirens scream closely behind the scene With no mountain-top dreams or affirmation WE…

i tug at mama’s sleeve she’s stopped walking and is staring at the hotel entrance i feel her body go stiff there’s a couple framed in the doorway of the hotel doing a couple thing and mama can’t stop looking mama, what’s wrong she doesn’t…

Not exactly a text prompt Listen to the following song before writing a poem, you can also play it again and write with it: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N5j1AwBaPtk Image Prompt Photo by Jr Korpa on Unsplash

  She’s there In a scene straight from Frost : ‘Between the woods and the frozen lake’ Throwing pebbles In despair, Wondering where it’s all going to lead… The guns, the rage, the hurt, The heartache Of not being master Of your own fate! She…