Hour 15 (Untitled)

Her hand rests on my blank slate

as she contemplates

what words she will sketch on

my blue lines

I feel the scratchiness

of her eraser

it tells me she is unsure

of what her mind wills

her to write

I want those words

on me

because then they are real

I hold all the secrets

between my lines

to have such power

makes me needed

her words need a

safe place

Hour 16

1 cup cocoa

5 cups blankets

6 cups Hallmark movies

10 cups love

 

The recipe for a perfect evening

The cleansing (Hour 15)

Open the doors,
come on,
step outside.

Nothing can hurt you,
droplets of water,
shower of the rain,
you get drenched in it,
heal the pain.

The water reaches your soul,
fills you up again,
with love and hope,
everything will be well again.

Till then,
dance in the rain.

Shit

Given the cost of freedom
I’mma stay right here
Leave the hard hits
for someone fresh
I’ve taken enough for this lifetime

12 AM – I Identify as a Problem to Protect the Ones I Love

Depending on someone,

I simply refuse.

Each time I have,

results in a case of the blues.

 

Watching you go through the same,

I long to raise your bar.

You deserve a better hand this game,

one worthy of who you are.

 

If I could take the punch and

absorb all the pain,

my rage would crash down,

pelting anyone taking advantage with rain.

 

I’d be the hail,

every boom in a thunderstorm.

If it meant they’d treat you well

I’d be your shelter from all harm.

 

*** Not finished with this. Will revise later. ***

 

Out of Practice

I haven’t written

any poetry

for so long

due to life

and all

it’s hap’nins.

But I am

hoping

now to

get back

to it, and

get plenty

more practice.

I do love

writing poetry

especially

when time

permits.

so I can

try and

write my

words

perfect.

I thank

you for

this opportunity.

I feel

once again

like writing

my poetry.

Hour 15 image prompt -Cutie Cup

Sometimes work is hard

And leaves you drained so deep

That all you can do

Is go home and sleep

Sometimes work is easy

And you take it sleazy

Feeling all breezy

And those moment can be balanced

And captured in whimsy

Magic moments like this cup upon the head