Aerophobia

Earthbound wish to fly is a tale I tell myself In truth, Pan-ic is the name of the demon hiding in my aerophobia lobe Whispering dark thoughts: Too much traffic, you’ll miss your flight A storm is brewing, the plane could crash You’ll be profiled…

Handsome Guardian

He was huge, my guardian Sent my way by who knows who Big people no doubt. Concerned with my safety, no doubt. Or perhaps concerned I might explode? Who knows… Mountains of molehills if that be the case. I am not like the terds not…

Villanelle – First Flight

Prompt 15, Hour 15 There are very few poems about air travel, even though there are a lot about driving, train travel, and subway commuting. Your prompt this hour is to write a poem about a plane trip. *** Villanelle – First Flight 2020©DSCoremans The…

Writhing on Rob

I was 16,  We were coming home from Germany. Six weeks of milk from the cow on the corner, Basketball with cute boys,  And a Holocaust camp.   It was a long plane ride home. I sat on my best friend’s lap, And writhed on…

11:00 pm – Trust (Hour 15) – DONE

tender spots open yet safe Deciphering motives unnecessary your authenticity seen & appreciated loved not tolerated mistakes, corrected with grace your flaws, affectionately respected an invitation into your world wholeheartedly accepted    

The Universe (prompt 18 and 19, Hour 15)

Physicists claim the universe is shaped like a soccer ball, and we are inside, with holograms coating the boundaries,  projecting all possible angles of view, individual and complete like Indra’s net. Physicists claim that black holes extrude through the walls of space-time like scattered spikes…

ANGEL CUM DEVIL

Ruled by the others she was till date, Serene and innocent. A damsel indeed; Attempting to prevent apocalypse, With a smile on her face. But she was made to write her own fate Growing in the shadow of the apocalypse, Strong and fierce she became,…

Really Now! (11:00 PM) – edit done (Hour 15)

~ D², @d2poetry inner critic’s playing tricks says it’s keeping me humble grounded really it’s squashing potential keeping me stuck really just need to tell her to shut the F* UP! ~ D², 06.22.19, 10:19 PM Copyright D Squared Poetry, 2019. © All Rights Reserved

Red She Said

My constant companion My daily beat My midnight rhythm How much do I love you? Let me count the ways All your favorites I lay before you: Something Sweet Succulent summer strawberries Wild tart cherries Ruby red grapefruits Tangy tempting cranberries Something Savory Vine ripened…

Beat

Muscles need the brain To make them work, except the Heart. It’s a loner.   Beat Lue August 13, 2016