Writing Prompt

The wind picked up as the mighty ships of the clouds sailed overhead. Matazz, a dappled gray Arabian horse, felt jazzed up with the energy of a coming storm. He trotted up and down the pasture in a fancy prance, his tail up, ears flicking back and forth. It was the first time he’d ever been turned out into the night to see for himself how it swallows the shadows in a greater mystery, or how the mo...

In loving the world, life, the sky, the sea; whilst embracing all things thriving, as plants and trees; he wished for nothing more than to sail through endless days in blissful happiness, beneath a golden sun, filled with lasting promise.

He worked hard toiling the soil.  His rough sunburned hands, arms, and face, spoke of character, resilience, in the face of elemental hardship:—Whilst his dark...

What would I do

without someone like you

the air would change

the weather would become as cold as stone

the streets would become foggy in my mind

i didn’t regret leaving the house

i didn’t regret slowly fading from people’s minds

i didn’t mind slipping from the blocks underneath me

i didn’t mind the bed rot weeks

i survived through the screens

i survived because of myself...

A field of peonies,

Blossom across the floor,

The liquid of life,

So vital and yet so abundant,

It continues to pour across the ground,

Forming intricate puddles,

As the man looks to the sky,

Eternally studying the stars,

For he cannot close his eyes,

Because his blood paints the floor,

A murderous red,

And even when looking to the stars,

All he can see,

Is death....

It was a perfectly clear day. The sun was out and there wasn't a single cloud in the sky. The softest of breezes kept away any thought of it being too humid, and the weather was the kind that made anyone, young or old, want to go outside. Smooth jazz seeped from the car radio. I turned it off. It didn't seem to fit for a day like today. As I drove, I saw two glum little boys sitting at a table wit...

Suspended in time

Illuminated by an artificial auora

Colors envelope us as the disco ball rotates above

Our eyes interlocked in a fleeting exchange

My body frozen out of fear

Broken by an instinctual smile I contort on my face

Reminiscent of the one I sported when we were in love

You return the gesture

With a quick wave and flash of those beautiful pearly whites, you disappear with someone int...

I stand on a cliff of a dying land

But I look down, and a rose makes a stand

It has spiky, oval leaves, looking like a hand

But then I wonder, how could such a perfect thing be in a dying land?...

A father with children of both 16 and 8 going on 9 lay peacefully on his deathbed, and the youngest child is crying tears that could fill a river. “I can’t believe it. Papa is gone,” the youngest said, crying. “Everything will be okay. Though we don’t have father anymore, we still have each other.” The eldest replied. “You’re too optimistic, sister. Our papa is gone, and he’s not coming back.” The...

I never knew death felt so peaceful.

The quiet hum of the cool breeze

Relieves the aches of heat,

And the choir of birds sing a song

So joyful and beautiful, I want to sing along.

Small, delicate flowers sway beside me,

Their sweet floral scents wavering;

Soft rose petals fall,

Like droplets of blood, so small.

I feel no pain,

Though I know death is lingering.

Small tears fall from my heav...

The last breath is always the one.

The color of the redest cherries resting all around. Heart now not pumping, eyes closed.

This was the most beautiful part of life, the day the last breath is always the one....