(for hour 23—a “hearing” prompt from hour 16…coz cheese is good, but I wasn’t feeling it) What Are the Chances? Amid a crowded amphitheater I become the only attendee The only fan For I close my eyes to the swell of the synthesizer…
Category: Poetry Prompt Responses
Fireflies at Night- a Haiku
They light up the sky as if bright flickering stars -obliviously.
Hour 23 – Why Mozzarella
Why Mozzarella It started with cheese sticks on a Saturday morning reached on tip-toe from the right-side drawer of the refrigerator. Peeled plastic independence on the way to see Ariel fall in love just one more time. Then onto slices with tomatoes roasted…
Flavours of Cheese
G.K. Chesterton once wrote “Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese.” Dad introduced me to the delightful taste of cheese. In our home, Dad made different flavours of cheese An omelette got cheese Rice puddle had cheese Stuffed bread had cheese Everything…
23. Say Cheese!
When I was young we watched a video in science with a block of cheese under a microscope. It wasn’t cheese at all but a hoard of microscopic maggots holding hands and wriggling to form what looked like a block of cheese. Block of Cheese…
Your Mother didn’t tell you
The beautiful side of the herders and their wives. She remembers to tell you they ruined a country because her heart still bleed for her lover and grief won’t depart from her until she invokes what was written by the prophets in a poem like…
Hour 23 – The Green Dance (image prompt)
They say in the darkest depths of the woods when a soul comes back from the sea The fairies dance to guide home the soul’s old memories. The green flash lasts but a mmoment, a blur to our eyes But it takes thousands of fairies disguised…
Hour 23: Cheese
Hour 23: Cheese Underestimated though often grated. Cheese. Want no frills? Then simply grill. Cheese. Got a lot? Make some aligot! Cheese. Bake it with honey keep it nice and runny. Cheese. Want some for your tea? Why not try some gnocchi? Cheese. Shred it…
Listening – Hour Twenty-Three
Listening Just be still and listen and then tell me what you hear Is the quiet all but deafening? Does it make you shed a tear? Does the silence bring you anger, for you need chaos throughout Or does it bring you worry, filling up…
Bigfoot Out Hunting
A wee hour caught my eye as I pondered late over x and y. Time for bed, I guess… this place! What a mess! I closed the busy coding screen unaware outside, the strangest scene. A lone campfire in fire season. The man inside for…