Write a poem that contains at least three of following five phrases: “good morning”, “be honest”, “treasure island”, “soft moonlight”, “after hours” ————————————————————————————————————————– good morning moon, I missed you at dusk… Can’t we be honest? Why did you leave last night? I longed for soft moonlight…

Deep sea fishing is so much fun to me The waters of Jamaica are the best you see A beginner I am its awesome to see Me catch a blue marlin or Red Snapper whoiee. Escoveitch fish is what I love to eat with Roast…

It has been so long since I’ve been fishing. I miss so many things; the angst of the day, the silent serenity, the absence of anguish, the deep, stillness of breaths, the blink of brisk breezes, the smiles of the sun as it kisses my…

The two young brothers clumsily try to fish Aimlessly throwing their fishing pole In and out of the lake, disappointed By each failed attempt But, they try and try, and try again Catching the attention of an old pro Sitting on the other side With…

Whisper -guide Golden -glove Touch -love Erosion -finds Depths beyond Depths of highs A Spark Units-endless White- doves Two undress Inside- One Heart Colors-release Magic –Binds Fantasy Connection –Stillness Release-Baby powder Explodes –outwardly Wow! Never before Oh, my Why? Sound strength  

Your first prompt is to write a poem set entirely underwater.** ——————————————————————————————————————   Poseidon’s eyes, as sunken as the sea, turn to me. Tridents line the underwater corridor, leading to our palace. I smell the stench of oil slickers from above, yachts and cruise ships…

A glance into the haze Wings praise White -display Glaze Space Earth Face Shakes Sage sprays Silhouette Embrace Within your stage    

She went outside after hours just to see what the sky looked like and discovered that the soft moonlight reminded her of her love, so many miles away. She stayed there all night, staring up at her memories until the moon began to fade into…

Their chilled fingers brush down my spine, And I erupt into shivers. The room is dark around me. My eyes meet only shadow. But there are breaths flitting through the air, Some carrying baited, icy words that dance at the very edge of my hearing….

I wrote my best to the morning asking forgiveness for the love lost between us for when moonlight met my heart I knew I’d never again wake bathed in early golden light with both eyes open.