Why do they care for summer? Cicadas sing to bats who shriek, Searching for their meal this evening And they’ll find just what they seek A meal’s a bounty in Summer’s set The sun’s not set and will rise early Though Night complains you’re tired…

L-plate hitch-hiker not sure what Ryan thinks he’ll do now he’s clinging — to the edge of one of those things — while it might’ve seemed an excellent idea inside his scattergun brain we never discussed — now — this moment as white metal — rises —…

Hour 1 Write a poem about being in water. It can be about swimming, the shower, a bath, the rain, etc. Blub… Blub… Bubble, Burst Rising to  the surface With water all around It’s difficult, like fighting syrup To keep your head above ground The…

There is a loneliness to the mound when you start to loose your control Your breaking ball that refused to break now sits five rows up in the stands Now, all of a sudden you cannot throw a strike having walked the next two batters…

They walked overnight Through the bellows of the storm, Tails held high and noses down The stoic pups made not a sound For Winter marched upon the land Like soldiers with a battle plan And there stood the icy craggy crown Of an invader to…

Gray (haiku) (from prompt 1, hour 1)   snowfall heavy cloud slushes thickness polluted under heavy cloud

(Hour 01) 10.30-11.30pm. IMAGE PROMPT: spiky sculpture in snow nuerons that’s the third : spiky structure i’ve seen : slowly floating past : ominous : misshapen oversized Soviet-era crown : metal neuron : cold steel-like structure : somehow sucking in light & not letting go…

a slight wiggle a semi stretch my body tenses then releases wet water world slime slimy me skin slippery downy   curl up into a ball breathe in fluid in in no taste yet another wiggle move that knee grab the toe the big toe…