It wasn’t much of a mystery. The facts were plain as day. She had opened the door of her life …just a crack. And the culprit stole her heart away.
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Hour 5 text prompt – Whodunnit
They say the small town life is the quiet life And word travels fast when something happens out here But now that someone’s missing, someone’s murdered, and something’s been stolen Everyone is claiming an alibi or to be in the clear Now mister Buffet, eager…
Would you?
If I told you about the void in my heart; would you still look at me like I mean everything to you.
Officiate THIS! (Prompt 4)
Heading out to perform today’s ceremony I am told ‘hope it goes without a hitch’ with a wink akin to telling an actor ‘break a leg’ Though hitching up people is what I do stating that sounds cowboyish there are metaphors there to corral I…
Vows
“Vows” “We gather here today” the Poetess Priestess exclaims to join these souls a promise, not to be made lightly vows spoken ~ spells till death do us part Loving, that someone with every ounce of your heart the one, who pledges all of their…
(Hour 04) 01.30-02.30am. BOTH PROMPTS combined: marriage poem without mentioning marriage + silver cave light space with benches
a slight snag don’t : what? : you better not : be about to say : what i think you’re about to say : which should be easy : cos i have no idea : how we got here : just moments earlier : i…
Threshold
It’s more than a day, it’s a lifetime. A commitment to have and to hold. More than a dream, this is real, babe. And it’s been said fortune favors the bold. More than a promise worth keeping, it’s deep trust that’s more precious than gold….
Hour 4 image prompt- Icy Sermon
One day in distant future Ice walls walled in our pride The few of us remaining And hiding deep inside An igloo city of the ancients Built by those who burned our world After they at least reflected And leaned into saving Gaia “Now ye…
It wasn’t you.
I miss the little laugh we shared last summer over coffee. I miss the words your eyes whispered to me I miss how we held hands. On the rainy days, our slow dance. And when the nights were stone-cold your hands’ warmth atone. On thinking,…
Two worlds #2023poetrymarathon #prompthour4
Two worlds in juxtaposition Living separate lives but bound by a thread Invisible, fragile, sharpened by years To cut through life’s griefs To bind and enable. Will it last, will it last? Will it endure the test of time? Or shall it shatter In a…