Prompt 21 Hour 21
When I am really sleepy is when I miss arms around me curling up into someone feeling safe in order to drift away for a bit safe and completely relaxed
Hour 20: The Sun in My City
It rains,
Five times, in a whole year,
For grains,
Humans, and beasts to share,
And so I carry,
All my days with the sun
I’m never wary,
Of the sun in my city
That shines,
Brighter than anywhere I have ever seen,
We often align,
My sun, and me.
Oxygen
I carry my dreams
Like oxygen cylinders
On this one lifetime climb.
Oh what a burden!
Should I leave it here?
It’d be easier.
No!
The air is thinning,
The breaths are short,
Heart beats sounding
Like angry poundings on my front door,
As death came knocking
I intended to go
No!
The mask on my face
With oxygen brimming
The poundings fading
Death receding.
Hour 21: Reason
A reason to exist
A dream to chase
Something to look forward to
On all those nights full of tears
Maybe a hand that reaches out
Or someone who would listen
Someone to call out my name
When I am lost
Bring me back, tell me it’s okay
I don’t need much
Just a reason to exist
Something to persevere
20~15
once upon a time
i wandered through the sky
the jerk behind me kicking my seat
ignoring my glares
so i took a little walk
making my plans
dropped my pen
and quickly tied his shoes together
boy was his mother ever pissed at me
~but that kicking stopped
Bed-Hour 21
There is only one place
I want to be
My cozy bed
With soft sheets
And plump pillow
My jammies on
and my curled up cat at my side
I want to crawl in
Turn off the light
Fluff my pillow
Around my tired head
I want to fall into dreamland
Take my place in the land of Nod
And never write another poem
Poem 9, Prompt 21
i want fruition
potential’s a dirty word
gimme gimme now
Time for a Luau
24 Poems: “The Dinner Party”
Time for a Luau
The grand finale
From trees and cacao seeds fermented
A simple pie, with flakey coconut
A history of passion, fermented
My fresh-baked pie crust
Passed the flakey test
And the fudge-y chocolate pudding filling
Challenged me in the dieting test
I cheated
Adding a few butterscotch chips
For a touch of buttery glory
So down were the chips
The rich heavy cream
And the coconut milk
Gave a creaminess never before known
And this pleasure I am sure to milk
The whipped cream topped it off
With a light river of Malibu rum
Temptation for seconds
Tum-de rum-tum-de-rum
DeaBeePea 6-27-20
Chahat:
undo your hair,
let the bare night embrace
her tchthonic creatures
in slender arms, despair…
unclasp your dress,
let your full breast splay
dark ambrosia to slake my
passion, cause unrest.