Sounds of laughter come out through my voice. They are not always my own. My silvery hair seems to hang in such a way That our resemblance is uncanny. I’ve felt her presence Since she’s been gone. I’ve seen it my entire life. Others notice…

  the playground of multiple personalities dark chambers     Note : this poem is written using the image prompt from hour seventeen 

The first time I said yes to go to a club I regretted my answer immediately afterwards. I did not like the beats, the closeness of the people. I did not like the expectations, the dancing to feel noticed. I wanted anything but to be…

pistils curled upward the flower awaits the bee’s busy elsewhere

I talk for hours and fill the time But I want to hear more from you. If I shut up and listen Will you please share what’s on your mind and in your heart? I promise you I’m listening

“What did Santa bring you?” Asked Mommy on the phone. Her eyes were big as saucers as she looked ’round her daddy’s home. Her little heart was broken as she sobbed into the phone, “I must’ve been a bad girl, Mommy…Santa didn’t come.” “No!” Mommy…

Kiss-less at midnight but the bubbly flows freely. A night of reflection has got me in my feelings. I raise a toast to the past year and the gifts that it brought me. I’m even thankful for hardships and all that they taught me. I…

I never thought I could do this. But here I am, 18 out of 24. Started off with nothing but a slice of cake And a cup of coffee. The prompts came in so fast, And I thought it would be impossible to go half…

With churches closed and no one to visit, We zoomed my entire family, many for the first time It was wonderful to see everyone. To connect. We also ate candy and cooked a ham.  

I know I drive you crazy, You too, sometimes are fussy… To me, you still are my li’l baby You know we both are choosy, Cheer up and take it easy.. I am sorry, I say frankly!! So do mummy and daddy! No matter how…