Hour 22 : Thinking of You

Such tenderness in your touch As a dove can have Sheltering under her warm wings   Tenderness came to you with time Love is all everyone needs Feeling less all alone   Tenderness in the melancholy Knowing once you cared We built memories together  …

Poem 22. Tenderness

Of all the wishes  we had as children, all the hopes and silent prayers we offered up, tenderness from Mom and Dad was highest.

The Almond (hour 21)

Like a diamond the almond heals all ills wrestle the wrestlers and restore good health add tag-team fenugreek straight from Greek   Fenugreek attacks and defend the process unsolicited ills are arrested and wasted guards are mounted at the door post no ill attacks all…

Hour 22 – For my Husband

Prompt Twenty-two – Use the word Tenderness as this hour’s prompt.   For my Husband   You tippy-toe into the room. Is it very late? Or very early? As today meets tomorrow Or is it yesterday meeting today? I can’t say. Bleary-eyed with exhaustion I…

Hour 22 – Tenderness – Text Prompt

Dove in hand, my songbird You sing so sweetly to me Jealous birdy, oh so needy, You steal my donut freely With careful tenderness As your heart pounds Fearless as you escape The cage designed for Your protection You pluck my garnet heartstrings And soar…

Image Prompt -Poem 22 The lonely Journey

The lonely Journey The grass is greener on the other side Keep going Don’t give up The journey may seem far The aerial view Reminds me of the war in Ukraine The line of trucks for the Russians Trying to invade maripoul The journey seemed…

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I rarely use umbrellas on rainy days I’d rather stand in the way of the water when it’s warm weather and okay I always carry an umbrella late summertime nights When I travel by bus or train no matter if it rains , as my…

The Watchtower (hour 20)

From the vantage height, all villagers gather to see the reason the season has quit the dew has also quit farmers angered by this seizure all gathered at the Watchtower to say a few prayers  

#21 Umbrella Me

Umbrella Me protection from the glaring sun, heat, and harmful rays, shielding from the pelting rain’s chilly soaking to the skin, waiting patiently in the stand, by the door, forgotten until needed. left behind in foreign places, a burden to be carried, ever-ready to break…

Poem 9 – A Dream

It was only his dream A bed that floated Amidst nature And all the beauty it had to offer   A stream of water below Clear blue sky above Trees to the left Shrubs to the right   A yellow flower bed And the sky…

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