There are Skeletons in my closet Not the kind you may think There are Ghosts in my closet Not the kind that haunt your dreams There are Monsters in my closet Not the kind from your childhood They’re all waiting in my closet because ITS…
Category: Poetry Prompt Responses
Venture (Hour 8)
Venture into my pain if you care Venture into my pain if you dare. see what others see and feel as we feel speak our words and feel them Rumble from your breath, face the dark colors of humanity, see the results accomplished by…
prompt 13
13 2 tired 2 b funny 2nite 2 whoevr wants just 2 tired 2 retired 2b d 1
The Homecoming
I was gathering beet greens when I saw the sleeve of his jacket reach around my waist. A tremor filled my heart, as I had been longing for his kiss so many lonely days on the bayou wondering when he might return… If he might…
H13.P13 Glorified Baby sitter
The days where long and knd of crazy In winter I was a little lazy Resting up for the spring When the weather starts to warm The caravans they come in droves Travel Auctions all the rage Cheep and nasty bloody things Upgrades needed everywhere…
Prompt Twelve – The Stuff of her Life
Prompt for Hour Twelve – Text Prompt Closets are a big deal inside a house, but also metaphorically. One can be in the closet, or come out of it, for example, But they are also places of safety and joy for small children, or where…
Hour 12 image prompt – Spires and webs
The eye of Sclera sees all The webs of Sclera reach And enchanted students learn From Sclera who does teach All who are willing And some who are not Who is the ruler Occutavius, non-vacuous Lord of the spire With an all seeing Scleric eye…
HOUR TWELVE – A Tremor
Combining a viator with words selected from Prompt #9 – a truly silly poem A tremor travelled through the field where beets were pushed up from below. A bucket flew off from the fence, it almost hit my elbow. Lightbulbs burst throughout the…
Anywhere Outhouse (3 nonets) – Hour 11, Prompt 11
A ragged outhouse, deep in brambles If I enter, clothes be shambles its insides like fire, golden with tons of bright buttons one finger to push feel a great whoosh and a pop time stops door opens outside, new a Venice view not believing eyes…
Prompt 12: in between
in between “it’s in between,” they said when I asked where the centre is in this wandering in wonder but I don’t know if I know what that really means. is it the light or the dark? or neither or both? or all? all…in those…