Hour Thirteen

The Road Not Taken is one of the most famous poems ever written. I want you to take that poem and write your own completely original work. The title can be the same but everything else should be different. You can choose to focus on…

here i am

i thought i was hopeless, without direction or purpose until one day i met myself, coming around the corner of midlife. i almost bumped into her, i was so engrossed in thoughts i can’t now remember. but there she was, clear as day, bright as…

Poem13/24 “The Road Less Traveled”

Along the journey of life There’s always two sides One, who will lead to succeed The other who will lead to drift Two side built the same structures Same features Same fruits Same roots Each side has an options Has an reflections Has an regrets…

Washing the Dishes

I poured the liquid soap Pale pistachio green shade With ingredients to keep skin Soft after all these years of Being my own housewife I failed at This and tonight I begin to Wash some, but not all the Dishes, pot, knives, forks, spoons Laying…

The Road Less Traveled

A magic fork bends within the wind It’s split in two One half of the silver leans to the right The other to the left The metal lines point out The way Each one strays I slip through Neither The Water portal opens It’s a…

Nailed it

Jesus is a state of mind, A promise of the afterlife, A puzzle piece encased in time, A question mark of questioned crime. Two thousand years of short shots at eternity, Two thousand years of sprint from sin, Two Thousand years of persecution, Two thousand…

The road less travelled

The fork in the road The decision in life. Each individual but all divisible to the common denomination of the fork.   You know your decision brother. The risk of one road, the reward of the other. Maybe in your case safer is better. Risk…

The Day We Pulled the House Down #12/24

The Day We Pulled the House Down Dad had purchased the lot next door and the weak old house that set on it. Old neighbor Annie had lived there and left her pieces of memories behind. We combed the forgotten place and found what we…

The 12th hour

Today I trade my shovel for sunshine I’m leaving the trash from the past behind I’m moving forward to bigger and better things I’m excited with anticipation for what this new life will bring Packing a trailer in 3 hours flat nearly killed me But…

Hill

Hill in peace As night draws near Nestled in as star begin Light shoot by In winged flight Dance amoung The winged sprite  

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