Writing Prompt

Every time I go outside I always hope to see known faces from the past in the crowd

I look around for familiar cars that you could step out of

And today I saw one of those faces at the grocery store

I was hoping you would look up to me and see my face

Maybe even start up a conversation

However you didn’t

And I didn’t have the guts to come up to you

I convince myself that I’ll see you soon...

August comes, and the wound passes.

Slow.

Thick and bitter, I choke it back.

I choke, I choke, I choke.

It suffocates;

I watch it settle.

Mesmerized, I watch you leave.

Tire tracks in the driveway

your coat still hangs on my door.

Ink on pages, I stain my fingers.

Scarlet on my hands

a book, discarded.

Cassiopeia, Ursa Major, Canis Minor.

Constellations the only witness

of my decay...

There she was in white,

dancing with demons

in the night.

The moonlight kissed her in darkness.

Embraced by both dark and light.

As I stood there and watched them move in synchronized moving parts.

With a smile on her face.

The delicacy that is happiness.

Her beauty, I just wanted a taste.

It could be fate we would meet again.

But nothing is promised in such a dark place. Empty voids and em...

Braille skin, from wet wind

Exposing hairs as if they're fleeting

Noticing a skip in rhythm, in your heart, as it's beating

Stomach lifting like a railroad track's presence noticed speeding

And you catch up to each breath let out, while gravity is leaving

Hold on or let go? scared to death, and tired of grieving

Can't control the unknown, so to float, may show weakness

Let's forget about our bones...

i’m climbing up, up a tree,

reaching for a sky far beyond,

but oh- my foot catches, i fall,

i hit the ground-

wake up!

wake up, they say,

with wet noses and eager paws,

there’s a ladybug in front of my eyes,

and spring flowers in the air,

wake up, it’s time to go!

and I do, I wake, I go, away

I run far and I run free

through trees and forests, through lakes and sky

wings of birds on my back and ...

One long night

New to love, the smell of your hat had me in a trance.

Walking those cold streets. Meeting in front of the keys night after night to be with you just one more time, a once nostalgic memory.

Making footprints in the snow, comparing our feet.

Cracking yourself open with stories of your life, good and bad.

Dreaming of not only our life but a routine.

Those little moments that made ...

A fleeting moment, swift and bright,

Like a shooting star in the sky's delight.

Capture its wonder, hold it tight,

For in its brevity, true beauty takes flight....

I’m at the park, grandpa pushing me on the swing

Just a kid, running circles around him, every lap adds to the rings

Grandpa stands still as a tree, smiling, watching

I take it for granted, no concept of this moment that is so brief and fleeting

I’m growing older, climbing higher

He was there on my journey, helped me put out the fires I played with, no surprise there

Giving me advice, he saw himse...

The gods were once nothing,

Minute and minuscule back in the day,

Hercules a limp nobody,

Raising to plump unfathomable fame.

Circe an overgrown weed,

And then bewitching with her overbearing gaze.

Does transfiguration occur whisperingly?

Does it emerge solemnly?

A discerningly gradual affiliation,

Gingerly coursing your rippling spine?

Is it an enticing whisper cradling you to slumber,

I’m par...

It’s cold blue outside.

I walk to where you’re standing.

Looking at the setting sky.

Your skin glows.

Your eyes exploding.

Your smile distracts.

I notice nothing but you.

You look at me then look back at the sky.

I look with you and a symphony of colors are existing before us.

“I’ll remember this forever” I tell myself...