#PoemNo20

These streets have been silent for far too long… Let’s kick up a storm and run all along. Let’s raise our voices and make our intentions clear. Let this announcement reach those far and near.   The revolution has begun. Man and animal walk hand…

Excuse Me

‘Excuse me’ a tiny voice she heard ‘You’re sitting on my beard.’ A  large butt cheek she heaved And the bearded lady was relieved.   ‘Excuse me’ a hand tugged on her skirt ‘I’ve fallen and I am hurt’ Blood pooled stickily on the ground…

How are you? – Prompt Nineteen

How are you? Asked the cheerful lady, Living in 309 down the hall. How are you? Eyed the watchful doorman, As he opened the doors. How are you? Grumbled my stern boss, He just kept walking by. How are you? The waitress politely inquired, Her…

Tippy – Prompt Eighteen

Her name was Tippy, she was just a puppy. Covered in black fur, with a white T on the chest. Who was there every day after school. Something didn’t feel right one day. Hopping off the bus, I had no greeting. Trusting the lies I…

Lil’ Red

They followed sly fox, through the cement surrounded trees. Lil’ Red, keeping pace With black bear, Who’s ready to hibernate.   They see the sky-blue pink, poka~dotted, artistic walls As they stroll along   Sucking the life, From paint, into words In ekphrastic forms. Poets,…

Hour 20 Not My Genre

Not my genre   I find it hard to describe art, that I can’t get into. No offense to the painter, it’s all good and in the pupils to remember.

Broken – Prompt Seventeen

Empty words drained me of all joy Doubt crawled through every thought Breathing becomes to difficult Pain is squeezed into my chest Tears of betrayal seep down my face I stagger forward, toward confrontation Desperately wanting to hear otherwise

Prompt for Hour Twenty

Write an ekphrastic poem to go with this image. An ekphrastic poem is a vivid description of a scene or, more commonly, a work of art. Through the imaginative act of narrating and reflecting on the “action” of a painting or sculpture, the poet may…

Concert – Prompt Sixteen

Music thumps through the air Vibrating to our feet through the ground Cheering screams echo after every song Lights of every color blind people randomly Lewd dance moves are performed by singers Heads bobble like an unbalanced sea Cheers grow louder, asking for an encore…

Heart – Prompt Fifteen

Two things we humans require A brain and a beating red heart Pacemakers assist the heart that can’t Just as pills assist in other ways The flow from the heart helps us live But is often treated with disregard After being neglected, the heart attacks To…