Hour 5- Sir Radish – Image Prompt

Rapunzel they called him,  Rapunzel he was, A prince to some, a common son of a baker to others But they never asked him where he came from. His golden locks were too distracting, His soft features confusing He often sent suitors weeping when they…

Poetry Marathon Hour 5:

Another prompt from I am Incomplete without you – which is honestly one of my favorite prompt books ever and is probably the most valuable thing I’ve ever invested in. Your Name is _________ and you are important. Your name is ______ and you are…

Hour 5 – Responsible Parenting – Text prompt

The wine glass rested downside upon a hardback book Overlooked by some but not by me I was not stubbornly knitting Ignoring the world with my head in the sand I was not a coward. While mother kept knitting her stupid blanket I was required…

1:00 PM – Aired Out (Hour 5)

Uncorked releasing flavor into its space molecularly knitting cherries chocolate and oaks from casks nailing its points awarded and poured with intention into my wine glass

1:00 PM – My Time (Hour 5)

My Time (1:00 PM – Hour 5) ~ D², @d2poetry   The moment Is mine To devour as I see Fit Tasty epilogues With ravenous futures!   ~ D², 06.26.21, 1:38 PM Copyright D Squared Poetry, 2021. © All Rights Reserved.

Hour 5: Zanze – Lend Me Your Ears

Zanze – Lend Me Your Ears   Lend me your ears, till I tell you a story you know to be true. A memory buried in time; forgetting is never a crime.   Lend me your ears till I work up the nerve to cry;…

Hour Five – No Witnesses

Oh my goodness. It is only 7:00 p.m. here, but I’m already slap happy. I just grabbed a scary book off the shelf and will use the last line. Here goes nothing… No Witnesses It was the first time the roof of the emerald convertible…

2021 Poetry Marathon, Hour 5

My Hour 5 poem uses both text and image prompts. The time capsule is an old standby in the popular imagination— a hunt for buried treasure a promise of revisiting innocence an antidote to the popular complaint The time capsule is an ever-evolving proposition in…

The Pharisee

Mine is a rudderless vessel guided by a Pharisee wind – the breath that no one sees but me. He was there at the porch that day I knocked and said nothing.

Villanelle – Looking For Love

Hour 5, Prompt 5 Using one or more of these images as a jumping off point, write a poem. All of the images are sourced from Unplash.  *** Villanelle – Looking For Love 2020©DSCoremans I look for love every day In places others will not…

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