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Category: Poetry Prompt Responses
What is Lust
One true love I never thought I’d meet. “Move on…” the psychic told me. “We have many mates to our souls. He was just one of them.” Was he really? What color were his eyes? I don’t recall, except for the way he felt in…
(Hour 17) 14.30pm-15.30pm. PROMPT: mythical monster & silhouetted image 3 figures against blue slit
dam & blast ahead : a narrow strait : dripping water : darkness : pale blue light : beyond : as if under neath : an endless ocean : forcing down : desiring only : to drown : anyone near : the wall whispers :…
A Witch’s Tale of Revenge
Once upon a time… Isn’t that how these tales always begin? Tales of fay folk, elves, and angels… Of devils in dark suits void of briefs for the sake of convenience. Well, here we go… Once upon a time there was a little girl living…
Hour 17 – Geoff the Great – Image Prompt
Oh, what’s this? Visitors beneath the mountain? Through still waters, they approach Don’t they know whose territory they encroach? Hm, bipedal, but no matter, They will crawl in time. What alien creatures They may be, I will make them mine. The scientist had warned them,…
Monster
Narcissist Manipulative,Victim Mimicking,Probing,Tackling Always win the fight Monster
Aliens in Nightmare
Too much strength for them, those monsters. I am too little to be broken into shards. I’m in the kitchen, sharpening the knife meant for vegetables and fish, in preparation for what could be my last attempt to stay alive if not properly handled. As…
Hour Seventeen – With Eyes of Flame
With Eyes of Flame – a golden shovel after Jabberwocky by Lewis Carroll The mission is good, the mission is important, the mission is imperative. That beast! That Jabberwock! It is essential that it be subdued, place under guard with no chance of escape, or…
Limerick
There once was an infant from Illinois Whom ate or dismantled her toys Her teeth tear through tires Her hands grip like steel pliers Unscrewing chair nuts and bolts brings her joy
Mythical Haiku (2022 Poem 17)
On warm rocks, basking Tail in sea water, swishing Combing long red hair Leaving clothes behind Run freely, earth under paws Bright white moon looms low Rainbows shimmering Cobbled shoes in pots of gold Here, please hold my beer (Prompt: “Write a poem that involves…