Jim Adams is giving us another interesting prompt this week for Song Lyric Sunday. The prompt is to come up with a song that has one word as its title. I’m making it more challenging by deciding to find the shortest word possible, the shorter the better, and so here is the song. As I…
Freedom (a senryu)
Boldly she whispers, will freedom exists if I travel to your heart? MLMM Sunday Writing Prompt April 11, 2021 – Freedom MMA Storytime’s Haiku A Day Challenge – Travel Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge #220, Poet’s Choice #NaPoWriMo2021 – Day 11 (no prompt)
Warmth (a haiku)
Sunrays peeking through push away previous night’s grief – forgiveness brings warmth #NaPoWriMo2021 – Day 10 (no prompt) 2021 Weekly Photo Challenge – Summer Warmth
The Game
I must have put it down somewhere inside, console table – checked, dining room table – checked, anger – annoyed has thin line hide and seek no longer my game suddenly, one glimpse at the mirror damn thing been perched on my head the whole time! See, they think they’re good at this playful game…
If She Could Talk
If she could talk, this would be her last words before she was gone. This would be her monologue. my body’s changing I can tell, I can feel it, helpless I know dark pages are ahead no, I refuse to end this chapter now just let me read this book longer will you stay with…
In Their Own World (CBWC: Letter B or W)
Just random pictures of things that start with the letter B or W. Taking a short break from writing poems and just enjoying this sharing of old pictures. One day I may write a poem inspired by these pictures. Please check out Cee’s Black and White Challenge to see more awesome images. For this week,…
Resilience (Tree Talk: Ep 4)
In my heart I know it is time for next steps a moment of silence to catch breath, gather thoughts, stillness – show must continue doubt, regret they come, no ending let rain pours why not befriend them – sometimes we come to unpaved roads, but treading through we must #NaPoWriMo2021 – second entry for…
Time Paradox (a Fib)
Time helps healing, time too lost. While paradox grins, emptiness still waits…faithfully #NaPoWriMo2021 – Day 7. The prompt is to write a poem in the form of a Fib. A Fib is a six-line stanza, with 1/1/2/3/5/8 syllable counts.
Imagination
On a barren day like today the lure nagged more than usual gnawing the inside of my brain greedily little I could do to stop it I feel like grabbing the car key take off without anything in hands except an old heart and a pitiful mind they’re broken anyway, just like the rest what…
