Prompt 8 = Image   The African Sky   Lying flat on our backs under the Milky Way Half asleep, I hear you say, ‘Can anything be vaster than this sky?’ We looked up together, hands clasped tight. At the open, silken, endless, night Where…

The road clicks a sticatto beat the tires hum along with the flow I hear you speak now words measured and succinct But no one can hear you No one understands you Your voice carries a melody that lifts and carries in the breeze. You…

Milky ways of diamond dust Across a desert sky Flames that dance within the night And carry wishes high Upon the winds, up to the stars Where the gods can hear Smoke rings dancing in the dark Before they disappear Some say magick isn’t real…

10am hour 8 poem 8 Poem for Us (written while listening to Max Richter, On the Nature of Daylight) You come to me slightly. You are so broken and she is so broken and they are so broken. We are all so broken. Ancient china…

How a headless man arrived at a compound of a palace was a puzzle the inspector had on its plate associates pinned the headless figure on his shoulders. He had an altercation with the dead ahead of the deed.   The police sealed the crime…

Inspired by this song here People long for light in which they feel something warm To some that’s a bright smile in which they find charm To some it’s just the little things Longing and reminiscences Gentle touches in a soft cafe The peak of…

if i hold a light to this fire, will the ones who keep me safe see me here, by this fire light?   I breathe into the light of all the Star people, living in the medicine that they love me, too.   if i…

8 Joint custody joint custody 2 it’s been long enough. I watch your chair for unauthorized activity, wait for the light to change, for the wall to dissolve in hot flowers, for the wind to weave another day of movement, laundry comes out of the…

It’s 2 am and the street lights are not working again. Darkness sweeps the road outside The familiar looking strange. The curve of the bow, plucking music from my soul. An aged soul that wanders in and out of rooms Listening to the soft breaths,…

Symphonic sorrow sounds of grief emerges a solo possibilities of Hope Coaxing subtle light a duo arises aww, moments of relief   this poem was inspired by Max Richter’s “On the Nature of Daylight” symphonic instrumental