When I was 7 years old, my parents took me for swimming lessons. They were too expensive… Now water is rising everywhere and I realize, I’ve floated through life, avoiding the whirlpool— that unforgiving force of the world around me the thoughts, actions, utterings of…
Category: Poetry Prompt Responses
Hour one
a slight wiggle a semi stretch my body tenses then releases wet water world slime slimy me skin slippery downy curl up into a ball breathe in fluid in in no taste yet another wiggle move that knee grab the toe the big toe…
Washtub
She pulled an old washtub into the back yard. Filled it with water. Dressed me in a swimsuit. Set me in the shade Hot August day. No swimming pool. No A.C. Too hot to nap. Too hot to play. But Mom made do. She pulled…
Hour 1: Drowning
Down, Down we go Struggling Losing Losing hope Down, Down we stay Still At peace At peace with fate. Down. Down the hand reaches Taking hold It won’t let go Up, Up we go Towards life With hope Hope to endure.
Poem 1 Hour 1 Float
I float on my back and stare at the sky, my thoughts are slow as a river, my heart is calm. I am one with the water. Not worrying at all.
The morning
I hate this morning, Everything spoiled on the beginning. I come out from my home, Then i walked in the road. I see my surroundings, Everyone enjoyed with everythings. I feel my way is empty, My surrounding is always dusty. I wanted to walk alone,…
Soul star
When we die, We go to the sky. Our soul would become a star, Then we go Far!. You are my sweet heart, That memories will be hot. I can see you in the night, Your so bright in the night. I will see you…
Dine
Brandy and Wisky, Cornetto and Casata slice, Red and Purple, Sour and sweet, Pop corn and sweet corn, Tic-Tac and kit-Kat, Wine and lime. Cool or hot? Less or More? Taste or Waste?
A Cloud of Witness
Her storefront was pregnant with army Of buyers Of suicide bombers On alert, her heart beat faster Her fear spread quicker Like a needle, it pierced her soul Bombers would kill Thieves would steal And a cloud of witness?
Safer Than People – hour 17
Getting lost in a book is safer by far than taking a ride in a sly Uber car where the driver is banned from all of the bars. It’s better, and grand to be holding the hand of a kind caring hero than to…