Writing Prompt

Passionate beam upon my aging skin

Numbered days in this body, yet I grin

Shine upon me, my beautiful spotlight!

The brief moments shared are life’s greatest win

I glow upon that fiery gaze at noon

Night, approaches and I wait for that spin

Do you remember me, beautiful sun?

Hidden away like a forgotten sin...

Warm rays pierce clouds, Golden light bathes the earth. Flowers turn their faces, seeking life-giving warmth Warm rays pierce clouds, Golden light bathes the earth. Flowers turn their faces, seeking life-giving warmth...

You are my sunshine that leads everyone

You’re my sunshine making my day better

You’re my sunshine wake me up in the A.M

You’re my sunshine shining me on through days

You’re my sunshine blinding me to red lights

You’re my sunshine disappear randomly

When it’s convenient for you and not us

You’re my sunshine I’ll live and die for...

In every multi vitamin tablet

In every sugar rushing orange drink

Somewhere on the production line it shines

Sunshine; crushed and sculpted, pulped and bottled.

In the dark corners of the kitchen drawer

In the liquid depths of each fridge corner

As somewhere on the shopping list it lands

Sunshine; priced and packaged, then forgotten....

She arrives in purple noir elegance

Deepest hours form fissures her gold erupts

Settling about the land gracefully

Her crown beside her, content in our love

In the distance, comprehends all that gives

She has seen the taking the hurt the pain

Illuminating us all is her goal

The sunshines each day to help us see...

In radiant skies, the sunshine gleams,

A tapestry woven with golden beams.

It whispers tales of a world aglow,

Where shadows fade, and dreams can grow.

With every dawn, a new chance to dance,

In the sun's embrace, we find romance.

It paints the day with hues divine,

A masterpiece of warmth and shine.

Oh, sunshine, you're a gentle friend,

On whom we can always depend.

Your light guides us through...

“When I was younger, there was frozen rain.

We called it snow- it was quite magical.

It would coat the ground, turning the world white.

It was, for me, the mark of the winter.”

“We only have rain now. Why not the snow?”

“The sunshine doesn’t allow for the snow.

It’s become too warm, since I was a kid.

I think you would like the snow. I miss it.”...

(Not the prompt)

I recently found a poem that I wrote when I was eleven. I wanted to share it on here because there was something about it that reminded me of you guys💜

It’s called “I Do Too” and I wrote it in the summer at age eleven!

Here goes!

It’s okay

To cry in public

I do too

It’s okay

To wish for gold

I do too

It’s okay

To feel like a devil in a group of angels

I have felt it all

I...

I awake each morning to the sun’s gleam

It's curious rays seep through our curtains

Greeting our crumpled sheets and snoozed alarm

Redecorating the room with warm light

But no matter how hard the sun persists

It will never outshine your resting face

That escapes from the fluff of your pillow

And stays with me until the stars wake up...

Sugary like a freshly made parfait.

Beneath that so devilish horizon.

Where plenty of the nomads longed to be.

How hallowed it be of you to be here.

And me? Merely pushed here by circumstance.

Yet I come off fermented like a gourd,

full of my own seeds of disdain while here.

Longing to have your fated upbringing...