My Gift (hour 24, prompt 24)

All my life I’ve had a gift A way with precious words That when the right ones come to me I put them into verse If I try to force it Or change it, just like that If I try to make it different I’ll…

Cotton-Candy Land (hour 22, prompt 22)

Once upon a marshmallow morning In a cotton-candy land Children’s laughter everywhere As they did the candy dance Around trees of chocolate kisses At the Skittles rainbow’s end They danced and sang so merrily And held each other’s hands While fairies dusted them with sugar…

The Finish Line (hour 21, prompt 21)

  The night’s dragging on forever And yet time is flying by Dripping poetry in our wake As we pen words with a sigh 24 poems in 24 hours A creative’s crazy dream Push your talent to its limit Like a seamstress’ outer seam Now…

Light In Darkness (hour 20, prompt 20)

Star light, star bright A million tiny points of light Scattered ‘cross a velvet sky Like a jewelry store just seen at night There’s light in every darkness If one just looks to see I know a thing or 12 about this Because there’s a…

Black Lives Always Matter (hour 19, prompt 19)

We’re far too many to be silenced Though we only need one voice We’re going to make a difference We’re not giving them a choice Black lives always matter Each and every one And we’ll never stop our movement Until real change is being done….

Santa Isn’t Real (hour 18, prompt 18)

“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…

Broken Record (hour 17, prompt 17)

Just like a broken record My heart skips out your name Every time you cross my mind Like so many childhood games He loves me, he loves me not Daisy petals on the floor And, like a broken record, I can’t take much more Every…

Rollercoaster Ride (hour 15, prompt 15)

Staring out the window At the storm that raged outside Something told me, then & there We were in for a fucking ride 35,000 feet in the air We were flying home From our honeymoon in Vegas Straight through a fucking storm *FLASH!!!* *BOOOOM!!!* We…

Mother Earth (hour 14, prompt 14)

Mother Earth is watching Every move you ever make Every thought you ever have And each dream you forsake She knows the things you’ve sacrificed She knows each time you’ve shattered Each time you’ve been made to feel Like you never really mattered Mother Earth,…

Hope In Hopeless Times (hour 13, prompt 13)

Walking with the sunrise Has become a normal thing Since we’ve been locked inside our houses It’s when my soul can sing There’s just something about the dawn That breathes hope into my soul When the sun’s rays pierce the darkness Merging night with day;…