It was a cold morning on the bayou. I looked outside and noticed the light bulb by the carport had broken. I grabbed a jacket, while taking a sip of my cinnamon beet juice and headed outside to replace the light. A tremor came over…

The smell of cinnamon takes me back to the baking day we had before you left. I climb atop an overturned 5-gallon bucket to reach the top shelf in the carport and the crate that holds your belongings. Tremors visit my hands as I don…

  The Cabin’s lightbulb flicker on and off, On a Friday night once more. Its quite cold for an early September, A perfect time for a beet. One thing I can remember. Is my full bucket blessed in harvest, With my red jacket on, Across…

Prompt for Hour Nine Text Prompt: Below is a list of ten words. Please pick at least five of them to use in your poem. If you want to use all ten, please do so. Beet, jacket, tremor, bayou, elbow, lightbulb, cinnamon, bucket, elk, carport…

Letters have power. Did you know? Just by changing a letter or two, you can change the world. Change “beet” to “beef” and you change a vegetable into a meat. Change “jacket” to “jackel” and you change something that can protect you into something that…

Living in the bayou ain’t easy I felt a thundering tremor The lightbulb suddenly blew out It was raining buckets I was thrown off balance Bangin’ my elbow Against the carport Living in the bayou ain’t easy ~Rebeli

It’s hour nine and this prompt just sucks 5 words out of ten? But all ten words are made of meh So I guess I’ll go my way again I’ll ramble about nothing Until a poem just appears At least I’ll make the deadline Before…

Nitanis Sadness swings back and forth You were my sunshine Grief swings back and forth You were my star Darkness swings back and forth You were my light My Girl you are missed and loved always

( from music prompt at YT: Max Richter “On the Nature of Daylight” https://youtu.be/rVN1B-tUpgs?si=xsBUL8uLRS2Yi8gR )   :Repeat: I watch the way light flows -over flagstones -over walls -over water Catches my attention at odd times And when it does I sit, remembering. And think, and…

Solemnly She steps onto the stage Her eyes swollen shut From crying tears of pain This day A day she wont soon forget Her day of birth A cause to celebrate Quickly turned into A day of somberness She holds the memories close  instead Life…