Gold, breaded sticksFor a complimentOf menFryPole food filetEggs, eyes, Smells to meSwim withFlying hookSchool of knifeTrip rod tankOut of waterBabble cat, dog pufferClown, spear, devilPlenty in the seaAnd chipsFish This is from a dVerse prompt: Pen a poem of any style with exactly 44 words, not including the title. It must contain a given wordContinue reading “Here Fishy Fisher Fishing Fish”
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Holiday Anniversary Memories
The days are for celebrationBut for those who are sadIt sucksWondrous nights of jubilationOr thoughts of times we hadRedux This is from a dVerse prompt: Emily Romano’s Memento poetry style: the syllable count should be 8 beats for line one; 6 beats for line two; and two beats for line three. This is repeated twiceContinue reading “Holiday Anniversary Memories”
I don’t like chocolate
I don’t like chocolateYes, it is soI do like caramelBut that’s neither here nor thereThe two pair so wellBut I don’t like chocolateRich, deep chocolateBlechI will eat milk chocolateBut not too muchIf the chocolate has that waxy tasteAlmost fake Like it was made in a factory And they were running low on cocoAdd extra milk,Continue reading “I don’t like chocolate”
Black Days like Bright Ones
“Join us,” motioned the emperor towards the empty chair.The double meaning was not lost on me, though it may not have been the intent. Here I was among the foulest of humanity. Truly depraved individuals, narcissists most, psychopaths the lot. Join them. Join in the mayhem, the indifference, the debauchery. It would be so easy.IContinue reading “Black Days like Bright Ones”
The line between Triumph and Defeat is just one more
The line between Triumph and Defeat is just one more.Just one more step And you’ll be out the door Just one kiss and she’ll be forever yours Just one night is all we had Just one more dream fulfilled Before I’m dead Just one more bite; it’s wafer thin F8ck off I’m fullJust one moreContinue reading “The line between Triumph and Defeat is just one more”
Too Much
/ Parent’s Lament Honestly, it all gets to be a bit much, the running around and such, the back and forth and to and fro, pick up and here we go, I can hardly see what it is meant to be with all the round and round. This is a dVerse prompt for a quadrille:Continue reading “Too Much”
See, Touch, Taste, Love
I see herShe’s shining like the dawnA celestial body fiery hotI touch herBlowing dandelionSoft, gentle, brushing over her skinI taste herHer essence like raindropsA kiss most intimate on my lipsI love herAnimalistic heatPassionate howls of wolves in the night This is from a dVerse prompt: And so for this MTB challenge we are writing asContinue reading “See, Touch, Taste, Love”
View from the Stage
From the platform it’s dark wooden planks Weathered by the footsteps of those who have taken these very stepsTo stand where I standI look out and look up. Not straight up for that would be too muchBut to the horizon above the peopleBoisterous, a nervous energy runs through the crowdThey wait for a performance. AContinue reading “View from the Stage”
Quite Absurd
It seems quite absurd the rain falling downInstead of needing the sun to be outInspiring rainbows to come aroundInsisting that the colors come aboutTaming lions and bearsTaking ruby colored shoesThe sun will come out sharesTuscan red headed orphan bluesAim for the sky and you’ll hit the starsAsk the questions why and you’ll answer them allAnotherContinue reading “Quite Absurd”
Hunting Sinners
The evening quiet as a mouse praying in a churchI slip into the night The wings of the bat its latest meal in searchWhisper to me dark tidingsMy heart will jump and give a lurchAs we hunt sinners this evening This is a poem from a prompt from dVerse: “Today we are finding different waysContinue reading “Hunting Sinners”
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