Caught upon the sewing A thread is found as I stitch together My heart- Not knowing I had pieced away As you hurried off Soap bubble of rainbow illusion Popped Leaving behind only traces As it dampens my skin a circular film of what it…

My Love, I don’t need long romantic vacays To me, Life happens when we hold hands and run to catch buses & trains I don’t need roses, gifts or cards To me, Life happens when you hold me while crossing the road I don’t need…

As much as I like the image, I went with the text prompt for Hour 10. In keeping with the season we shall observe the ritual as we have done for many years now long enough that the practice from which we turned away has…

Using the text prompt to engage in some silliness for Hour 9. Don’t count your chickens before they hatch because to make an omelette, you’ve gotta break a few eggs and that’s only going to throw off your tally You’ve gotta walk and don’t look…

I keep to myself, shut out the world, revealing my true nature in verse. Neither sense nor rationality can explain my gut feeling, my curse. For me, my emotions ride deep within the growth of the shepherd’s purse. Judge me not for I require stability…

For Hour 8, I went with the text prompt. Our Hero sets out on a quest and has a series of wacky adventures until we get to the end of the book But I’ve forgotten how it ends Usually, I forget bits that happen in…

Buckle up, bitches And get ready to ride You just might need stitches You best say goodbye. From what life has taught me Through my ins and my outs Jutting through the expanse to see To witness what it’s all about One minute I’m jovial…

I opted for a different take on the text prompt. The question has been raised: N or Mal? Well, mal is bad— but then Mal can be a pal (ask the Beatles) getting the word out and getting things done and without it a polar…

Love Reveals Naked truth Undressing my thoughts. Clothes slipping down into A pile on the floor ‘neath me, patiently waiting your touch. Downcast eyes flicker warmth hiding softly Fallen words, describing what you see What your heart has moved to feel within you That which…

For Hour 6, I used both text and visual prompts. Wipe clean a spot on the foggy window to see what the morning has brought Ignore the treacly soundtrack leaking from the headphones of the person in the next seat I hear there’s a park…