Sitting in the train car, I chose the SkyView cabin as we cruised through Glacier National Park. I wondered about the engineering behind the trestle bridges cleaving through this wondrous beauty. Clouds misted around the top of the window, blocking my view. My son, two…
Category: Poetry Prompt Responses
Boss Hummingbird
I assume she’d tired of her nest. Maybe she just felt like the patio was best. Less stress. She is very protective of the place. Not sure why she would need so much space. Just not commonplace. She runs everyone out of her patio room….
Natural Selection
Dad wonders if all this banding of birds and tagging of ears creates selection pressure in favor of jewelry But with microbeads The Great Garbage Patch Spinning in the Pacific And asphalt to go by, It won’t be good
Floating Dream
I awake to find I’m weightless. Unsure of where I am, I panic. Then am gently self-reminded, I live deep in outer space. No cause for alarm or worry, at my standard, floating state. What isn’t typical, is that I’ve drifted, so far…
Analogy
a forest painted on a glazed china cup is no less lifeless than a forest choked by auto exhaust. prompt 20
Infinity by Comparison
After dinner at Chez Désespoir, when the wine, the brie, cherry gazpacho, the sole, the fruit and cheese with honey glaze were cleared, after he gave her a ring with a rock as big as Jupiter, she buried her face in her hands. She said, “I…
Life in Outer Space, Unknown
All I recognize is absence yet I have no definition to explain absence as if in a trance where not black not symbols of time, nor distance. I try to lift my foot, but never move one place is the same as another. strangely, sound…
Space
Poem 17 Space Gravity does not trap me to the ground Buoyant and strong I float into my dreams like a song Into the vast blackness wearing my crown
Astral Effigy
Vast and beautiful, empty as an infant, darker than most villain’s lairs emitting the light of a billion corpses. Powering fantasy for centuries, Myths and legends built it, Science now attempts to complete it.
Hour 19: Cosmic Ruin
(an etheree) Cold darkness unending pinpricks of light beam across the black streaking through dimensions alien to human space crossing barriers of physics and entering the abstract realms of fantasy and science fiction fables unexplored corners of furthest time-space await the arrival of matter molecules…