Homecoming – Hour Twenty-One

Homecoming As angelic lights summon me home I am welcomed by those that I love No more am I destined to roam While my solace comes from above I am welcomed by those that I love Their warmth brings incredible ease While my solace comes…

Mountain Sunset – Hour Ten

The sun set over the mountain range Its beauty shone brightly atop the snow Could this be a sign of seasonal change  – This deeply mesmerizing glow Its beauty shone brightly atop the snow A bright ball of light midst a chilly façade This deeply…

Hour Three – A Pantoum

These hours are flying by How can we get anything else done? Will I really stay up all night Writing poems each hour? How can we get anything else done? Cooking, eating, outings–they warned me Writing poems each hour Will more than fill my day!…

Hour 17 – First Heartbreak

First Kiss I floated home on clouds the day we met; that first great kiss changed everything and more. My life was full of “Haven’t done that yet,” (I’d never tasted someone’s tongue before). That first great kiss changed everything and more; you taught me…

Pantoum?

Poems, poetry, poets, gloom Heartbreak, love lost, tears shed Writings, writes, writers, doom Always this the poet’s hat

(Hour 08) 05.30-06.30am. PROMPT, form: “pantoum”

gobble love my lolly gobble bliss bombs nut & caramel coated popcorn made by choirs of tripped out angels singing love songs to sugar highs nut & caramel coated popcorn makes my brain oh so slightly dizzy singing love songs to sugar highs with my…

Imperative

Rain is kin to resurrection when you can read the agony of short-lived things, and drought coats even trees with dust.   When you can read the cracked palm of familiar earth and drought coats even trees with dust, your body’s scenting for a storm….

The Book Journey

Romance, fantasy and mysteries. The journey of a lifetime waits before our eyes But only when we take the time to dive deep We will be better than we were before. The journey of a lifetime waits before our eyes When we read adventure stories…

Hour 8 – Prompt 8 – Pantoum – “The tussle”

A mother’s voice calls out “Where are you?” The child pretends, he cannot hear her She comes out, worried, searching for him She says, “There you are, why don’t you answer?” The child pretends, he cannot hear her She asks him “Did you finish your…

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Note: between basketball and other sports I didn’t really have time to do this properly, so I just winged it. Looking forward to revisiting the form when I do have the time! Most importantly, breathe in and out. Don’t panic, write down a few words,…