Writing Prompt

I love men but I wanna be in love with mine

I love men but my man will be treated like he’s one of a kind

Backstrokes, missionary or oral whatever it is his

He can have it at whatever time

I never wanna talk back unless him breaking my spine...

Blind alleys of the past, where light she once faced,

A decade swallowed by heroines fervent embrace.

A Mustang white, through winter's chill, a haven,

Two souls adrift, in love's intricate space,

Seven years bittersweet, of love and shared dreams,

Then, in a stroke, one heart ceased to beat.

Alone, she faced the silence, beat by beat,

The echo of the love that did retreat.

In dreams, she sou...

In youth's embrace, my world grew dark,

A tender age, just twenty-two.

A man appeared, much older, dear,

His promise true, in shadows found,

Together bound by threads unseen,

Our hearts entwined, a complex dance.

We danced a dance of sharp discord,

With heroin's veil, our clarity lost.

Seven winters passed, our bond profound,

Until his flame did dim and fade.

My heart, once full, now ached, profo...

Vision lost at 22, life's thread grew thin,

Then I met a good man, with years beyond my own,

Our hearts entwined, in addiction's fierce dance,

Seven years of storms, then he left too soon,

His absence a void, cold as winter's breath,

I fell deeper into the abyss' arms.

My demons left their markings on my arms,

I wished to escape the agony as dignity ran thin.

But in surrender's light, I found a n...

In spring, the cherry blossoms whisper to the dawn,

A fleeting blush upon the face of time,

Their petals, tender promises of ephemeral love,

Each bloom a heart, beating in sync with life's fleeting song,

They dance in the breeze, a ballet of impermanence,

A reminder that all beauty is but a season's guest.

As seasons turn, the guest of spring departs,

Leaving behind the memories of dawn,

The orch...

The lonely Pegasus stretches her wings

She wishes to fly as free as the birds

No longer bound by these foolish restraints

But she is a slave to the house of Zeus

No one has ever dared question his power

She has no courage to be the first

Of all the creatures, she was the first

To be granted the gift of ethereal wings

That give her unmatched beauty and power

The envy of all the mares and birds

Who...

1 = nature

2 = hunger

3 = memory

4 = fellowship

5 = question

6 = return

After weeks of travel, I retired to Nature

And slumped in thought, slaking my present hunger

With the shadows of ideas that burned in my memory

That blistering yearning for intellectual fellowship

That chases me to the brink of a question

The answer evades me, ever teasing, and so I return

To this seat on a rock overlooking ...

Maybe I’ll finish it later? It’s a rather loose take on the idea

Until now I didn’t understand

Didn’t understand what love you had for me

I never saw myself as a thing worth my time

Time to slip away, melting down the drain

But you picked me up from darkness that drained me, letting me stay

Staid fast you hold me up, so gently

Gentlemanly, inferior a word to you

Let me grow an evergreen, not a...

It’s started with love,

It was peaceful and joyful,

My heart was actually happy,

Until you ripped it out with glee,

A bloody sight to behold,

One that caused more wounds than healing.

The love died from inside,

Took the joyful and peaceful,

The happy was now invisible,

With what glee you grin,

I behold the devastating truth,

One that shows no healing, wherever it may hide.

From inside I wept,

Fr...

Upon this day, I come into existence,

living and breathing, I learn to survive.

Body and soul, this is my fate,

an imposed passage of time.

Every effort is a necessary irrelevance,

knowing that one day I will be but a memory.

To begin, the dawn of a memory,

lungs breathing, blood pumping, ensuring my existence.

Movement protects me from immediate irrelevance,

and drives me to survive.

During the ...