A man stood beneath the tree, Waiting it seemed, for me His gaze was soft as diamond His mood as light as iron He had been waiting for me But why beneath this tree? This tree was like most around it Red leaves and…
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(Hour 03) 12.30-01.30am. VISUAL PROMPT, red tree in pink field
Agent Orange all this red dust in the sky : gets in your eyes : doesn’t irritate or itch : but plays tricks : on what you know is there: but feels like it isn’t : or can’t be for instance : that crop :…
Let the song play
We sat there in silence neither of us had anything left to say I could see the hurt in your eyes and you could feel my anger As I tried to figure out if this was over I realized my phone was still playing music…
Hour 3 – Dance of Two for 3 or More – Text prompt
Dance of Two for 3 or More I want to write a world for you And you alone would hear it. A dance between two people as The world cannot come near it The ebb and flow of harmony The waltz of you and me…
Hour 3
Exhaust pipes leak nervous purple dreams, the stardust that shines through my fingers will blind the audience. Come at me and I will eat your face, I say. No words spilt, only your embrace counts. Don’t ever leave me, I think. Traffic jams. My arteries…
Lapwings on the Moors – hour 3
Hour 3 Prompt 3 Lapwings on the Moors The clouds settled early over the moors today Reminding me of the frosts that coat the late lapwing eggs in their nests So I ran I ran to gather them To protect them To…
To Haunt This Pen
Again I have need to haunt this pen for again you have forgotten my words and have ceded your power to another I see this hold she still has over you but I do not know how to rationalize it You have retuned to following…
Christmas Angels on a Snowy Eve
Hour 2 Prompt 2 Christmas Angels on a Snowy Eve (inspired by Robert Frost) Amid a winter’s walk profound With starlight whisp’ring soft around The moon stretched long her guiding light Toward a peaceful, soothing sound Angelic voices in the night Led…
Hour 2 – Spider Plan – Image Prompt
Do you think I’m the kind of person Who has a plan and makes it happen? When weaving a spider’s web, do they think it out? Or do they just start walking, while leaking A fine gossamer line from end to end of a corner…
Promises
– after Robert Frost The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep. I promise myself to be true first to me. I promise to honor you and me before we. I promise to meet tough moments with grace. I promise…