Land of star shaped green trees that speak of atrocities Mountain Terrains carved with sacred secret spots of our pain Forever hidden from our oppressors who murdered us for capital gain Tiny frogs sing songs of celestial nights While we gathered ourselves for a fitting fight…
Category: Poetry Prompt Responses
modern problems
It dripped, plipped, plopped, slipped, slunk, slithered, a cat sprinting away, so fast the body was a comma, paused in midflight, from a hot cup of fresh morning coffee inches from a new laptop… spilled away.
Sleep-Deprived Truths and Risky Musings
I didn’t want to feel so much; And, maybe, it’s imagined, construed But it’s something to have a thought jump to mind And it isn’t, by far, the only time. I feel easily, it’s true; And I’ve been hurt so recently That maybe I’m latching…
Forbidden (10th hour) prompt
He reached to touch her existence but could not further his cause. She was far beyond his reach in a place that was forbidden, in the stars that was never written. Across the sun and upon the moon Her shadow will forever be in tuned,…
Stand it
There was some open space between what he knew and what he tried to believe, but nothing could be done about it, and if you can’t fix it you’ve got to stand it. -Brokeback Mountain by Annie Proulx There was supposed to be open space…
Prompt 17 ~ Post #17 ~ Little Red Box
We’d stand in this red metal box to make a simple phone call. No matter the time or the season even freezing our all and all. And if our love did not answer we parted gloomy and blue. For all, we wanted to tell…
Hour 17: My Brother’s Phonograph
My brother rambled about going back to therapy – things my mother wanted to hear. Then excitedly moved on to other topics, maybe a job at the second-hand store, and something else he’d found there. He disappeared into another room, carried it back with him,…
Season of The Witch (7th hour 2020)-Haiku
From her ancestors she bore a line of magic that transformed all life
Hang Up
Don’t let her speak to you that way In what I thought was profound and sound advice to one so much younger than myself But I confused her all the more I don’t know what it means She said to me, hesitating, hoping…
Cigarettes in Italy
I light a cigarette And slowly blow out the smoke While sitting on the rooftop Of this Italian villa I’ve never been to Italy But being stuck inside for three months Has caused me to start daydreaming And making lists of where I want to…