My name isn’t Sam. I won’t pester you to eat Foods that have somehow managed to survive years beyond their shelf life. I won’t ask you to do silly things like give mice cookies or milk in glasses. Instead, I’ll invite you to come spend…
Category: Poetry Prompt Responses
Sex and Death to the Age Fourteen
your average american child has no idea about death and sex is taboo but violence and rape define the culture add celebrity and you’ve got quite the American dream Spot’s sex is violent and Jane is addicted to the sound of her own voice maybe…
Time To Sleep Again (2019 Poem 5)
Sunny days without end Feeling lost without a friend Empty house waiting for life and family Books to entertain every mind Large glasses full of red wine Duelling couches ready for napping Dogs curled up for the afternoon Hoping that I will meet you soon…
The Giver
Poem 9 The Giver of knowledge, Of love, Of truth, The Giver of Age Of wisdom, Of youth. The Giver of Life Has given me all. He paid for my sins Through His death On the cross -h.e.m.
Outlander
As an avid reader It is always a Life changing experience To find Not merely a book But a series Which will touch you Long after the book Or the series Has ended My hat is off To Ms Gabaldon For providing just that And…
Under the Old Oak Tree
There is a ghost under the old oak tree, dreaming of a past life when he roamed free Confined to this place now where he loved and toiled, still wearing clothes stained with sweat and soil He wonders, how much longer is his…
8 – journeys
she roamed the mornings alone over sand and weed and stone along the lines of the wandering tides she spent the nights in this arms for his warm breath on her hear to protect her from nightmares as she journeyed between worlds. …
Sevenling (He Hated Me) (Hour 8)
He loved everything airy and light: traveling and laughter, unicorns and weed. He hated everything in the deep: Deep thoughts and conversations, emotions and being loved. And he hated me.
The Minister
He was a man of cloth A minister and mere mortal He took communion Broke chastity Lived without confession He never took the cloth off
Hour 8: Sevenling: Lover to Lover
Lover to Lover skin all cream flashing sun on water wings that shimmer silence and echoes looks of ice unanswered questions lover to lover