Hour – 5 when it comes to you They warned me, I am limitless When it comes to you They advised, I am uncontrollable When it about you But all i know is that conveying me a direction inferring me a path Directing me towards…

Neighborhood hangouts used to be taverns, Legion Halls blue-collar guys perched on vinyl-slick swivel stools Community nowadays revolves around coffee shops, breweries a distillery that serves lavish concoctions Everything sounds the same every space a twist on mod, industrial décor galvanized steel with overtones of…

A hardback copy of the book we wrote stares at me from the oak bookshelf I salvaged from the dumpster fire. the sunflower next to it taunts me with its false cheer that belies a secret darkness. Still I approach, wineglass in one hand, the…

Oh, see the sun- flower grow into the slant of your smile. Knit me a jumper two sizes too big so I can rise up to my existence, fill up the space that once was my self-doubted weeds growing through cracks in the pavement. I…

Hour 5, Prompt 5 Space, oak, knitting, sunflower, hardback     No Space Between Us (a poem from Onweald)   The thick oak planks beneath my feet are smoothed, so polished with resin, that they speak to foundational strength and planning put into motion ages…

It is hard to leave the room when you are the one who lit the match Because fulfillment only comes when you see the flames grasping for the ceiling This is the curse of fire Anytime I see a fire rage it still fills me…

2022 prompt 5 / hour 5 “you’ll understand when you’re older”   Goddammit he had finangled his way here to the study at the centre of the castle Only to find that the senior sorcerer’s favourite mirror only showed *clouds*? This could not be real?…

Rapunzel they called him,  Rapunzel he was, A prince to some, a common son of a baker to others But they never asked him where he came from. His golden locks were too distracting, His soft features confusing He often sent suitors weeping when they…