I drink it all day, sweetened with roses and fig syrup. My love potion to ward off tricksters and the ghosts of cats.
Category: Poetry Prompt Responses
Prompt Thirteen – Aye, Write!
Prompt Thirteen – Text Prompt Describe your profession through a funny/humorous poem. Aye, Write! A Fighter? No no, a writer. I write. You what? I write, you know? Words? Pens? Paper? Well, I never. You write for a living? Not much of a…
Marilyn’s Dirty Laundry
My mother’s closet was filled with silk. When she was gone, I hid there to sleep with her perfume.
Lightbulb (Hour 9)
Lightbulb Ideas flash I hear the beat of the streat underground like a beet The tremor of bass beneath my feet I carry the jacket of jackin and packin shelltoes, cellphones, elcos, elbows, hellnos melrose, eggrolls deathrows. Rolling in buckets a box full of fuckets…
Black and White with a Touch of Gray – Hour Thirteen
Black and White with a Touch of Gray Crystal clear and black and white Things seem so cut and dry And yet, sometimes that is not quite The case before one’s eyes More times than not, a touch of gray Is accurate to view As…
What is Love? Good Question
What is love? It begins and ends within. Expands like the breath of the universe, moves with the fabric of time, and lives within an eternal soul. Love is… Just as I AM.
Depositories hour 12
Depositories some homes have no closets. everything is piled upon the furniture or floors. tossed and scattered, old mixing with new and no boundaries or labels as to whom it belongs. chaotic seasonings, where things can be hidden in plain sight. some hearts are rife…
Black and White #2023poetrymarathon #prompthour13
There are days I do not write a single poem quietly measuring my worth in affidavits I have carefully drafted the words to wound or give relief. The seriousness of being a lawyer Is not to be taken with a pinch of salt We march…
Hour 13 text prompt – Enter the Dingion
Many voices speaking Only some worth hearing Peanut gallery and gaggle As lil gems roll Across the table Scent of paint and snacks Sound of monster attacks Crinkle wrappers “Oh snaps!” Gold and chocolate trading hands And dwarven rhymes exchanged A Scottish orc and party…
3pm. Poem 13. Funny, Silly, Workadays (a 3 stanza tanka plus 7 syllable line)
3pm. Poem 13. Funny, Silly, Workadays (a 3 stanza tanka plus 7 syllable line) Everyday at work someone throws up, pees, or poops and it’s usually on me. Then, they smile their tiny smiles while I clean it all away Everyday at work someone hits,…