My painting- it hangs On the wall above my bed The first gift I ever got (Hour 24/Haiku)
to sleep on soft bed pillows surrounding my head drift off into sleep (Hour 21/Haiku)
Candlelight flickering Feathery wings flitter fast Drawn to flame means death (Hour 20/Haiku)
Strung together deep Floating along the currents Wait in silent blue (Hour 19/Haiku)
pencil winds away stuck in unraveled plastic my mixtape is fixed (Hour 17/Haiku)
plane crash on the beach island, smoke monster, numbers purgatory all (Hour 15/Haiku)
Under the shoulders I lift Placing gently down and safe I adjust for comfort (Hour 13/Haiku) Written as a brief thought about the work I do.
tracing lines in sand quiet wind by the ocean waves lazy summer here (Hour 6/Haiku)
Shooting Stars Shoot the moon and miss Then aim for the firmament Blow infinity.
Prompt 22, Hour 22 You are almost there. I’m sorry, this is the hardest part, but I think it’s time for another image prompt. Please choose one of the following images and write a poem inspired by it. All but the second image are from…