Writing Prompt
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POEM STARTER
Write a poem exploring movement.
Exercise, dance, gesturing, reaching – focus on whatever type of movement you like, but consider the language you can use to portray the action.
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I knew I loved you before I met you,
I’d been alone for far too long,
And you were a rare breed,
One that could never be
Capable of hurting me,
And saving me all at once.
When you died,
Most of me did too,
And I can’t get over it,
I can’t get over shit,
Forgiveness and I are just not a good fit.
And I can’t control myself when that feeling hits.
I wish I had been there,
As you took your final br...
the blink of your eyes
your lips curving up
the corners of your eyes doing the same
your lips parting
going to make a sound, but you hold back
I blink and blush, turning away so you don’t see
you grin, beaming
lines form on your face, your cheeks
the hair on my skin prickles
your smile turns into a laugh
as you throw your head back
an obnoxious but somehow adorable sound
comes out of that mouth
an...
I’m ready for the end
Of cardboard box-days
Of unfamiliar keys
In brand-new locks-days
I’m ready to be done
With deep cleaned wall-days
Taking down the art
In empty hallways
I’m getting pretty tired
Of make new friends-days
Sorting through my piles
Of odds and ends-days
I’m sick of starting over
Of never-ending change
I just wish for one moment
That things could stay the same
(We’re movi...
You made me created me
formed and fashioned me
fit to be
queen
sprouting wild and free
fruit so lush surely
no eye hath seen
What you planted deep inside me
Aching forth
now...
my destiny.
See,
your
name on my heart
your love on my sleeve
My life song on your lips
AS WE Dance into eternity
I’m your Pitch perfect delight
So Simple yet Graced
Secured Posture and frame.
Power in ho...
Dear Death,
Your offer is gracious and while I am extremely tempted, I don’t think I can take it. Don’t ask me why, I haven’t a single clue. Your like a unicorn, some days I look up to your magic, others, I feel too old for such childish fantasies. All I long for right now is to cry. But I don’t. It’s forbidden. And then I want a hug. However, I don’t have anyone to hug me — or at least for me to ...
We go through life
The motions second nature
Get a job
Find a lover
Be on your best behavior
We go through life
And soon begin to question
Who we are
What we want
What the gods have destined
We go through life
All of its many stages
We run
We walk
Make up words that fill up pages
We go through life
They say so fast
In a zip
In a fly
Like a camera’s flash
We go through life
Trying to take it all in...
I cough
Pain splinters my back
My abdomen tightens
Holding myself together
Between breaths
I cough
Aching bone deep
Sleep nestled in my spine
Elbows knees
Weighing me to sofa in front of Keith Morrison
I cough
Myself awake
My thoughts slurred
My movements slush
Flames lick my throat
Between boosters and antiviral meds
I stagger towards wellness...
When Do Artist Die?
It is not the moment
Our heart stop beating in our chests.
When we draw our last breath
No.
It is when the candlelight we followed
In this hazy twilight flickers
And leaves us blind to wander this wretched wood
I am a dead man
I spend my evenings among those lucky enough
To never lived at all
We watch the living
There are living on the stage tonight
Were I still a poet
I’d...
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