Writing Prompt
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POEM STARTER
Submitted by Cheyenne King
Describe a moment in life which seems to last forever.
You could write this as a poem or story, or as a descriptive paragraph.
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My darting shaking eyes can’t seem to realize
Nothing has happened
Nothing will happen
Nothing ever happens
The Yank toward the Precipice, dulled
Churning, roiling, my lungs, Hold me back
I’m not there yet
Will I be?
Can I be?
Have I ever been?
I cannot do another day at a time,
Ask me again in a week....
No one tells you about the sick days.
Fever, chills, now blood is staining your throat with a lifeline attached, and your chords are giving out.
Your ears are ringing,
You feel lightheaded, dizzy, now you aren’t thinking clearly.
No one tells you about the sick days and the way the way you feel worse as the day moves slow and slower, slowly withering away.
No one tells you the way you’ll feel deat...
I have a class on anxiety
Not how to cope with it
Or to cure it
Since we can’t
All we can do is
just try to understand it
Because apparently
according to my professor
to be human
is to be anxious
I’ve never heard a more true statement
But then he rearranged the words
You aren’t human
if you aren’t anxious
So we need anxiety?
Something that has tormented me
for most of my life
is a necessity...
D ancing in the rain
A nd twirling all around,
N othing can stop this feeling of
C ircling
I ndefinitely, puddles beneath our feet.
N ever letting go as we dart across the
G round.
I nconsiderate of our soaking socks,
N ot caring to use an umbrella
T he sun has
H id its face, but the fun has just begun beneath the
E ver-watchful eyes on the droplets splattering down
R unning, racing, splashing...
At the pyre burns a fire
Tinged with gold
Lingering specs of an empire
Emboldened and folded to ash upon ash
But the fire still burns
It sets flame to sky and shows itself
In irises watching in awe
Drawing closer to be burned too
You see the spectacle of it all
The cycle of destruction
Enamored, shocked
You want to be vaporized
To burn larger and stronger
To become a spectacle to those...
I’ll never forget that night,
the night the world slowed down.
The moon closed its eyes,
and fireworks ignited without sound.
He said, “We’re born to hold hands,”
but even when I refused,
he smiled and said, “It’s okay,
I understand.”
It almost worked—
keeping him alive.
I didn’t beg, he didn’t cry.
A part of us knew
this was our last July,
and that was fine.
We both sighed.
I turned to him and...
My mother and I parked across the street of an abortion center in Memphis, TN. I’m unsure of the name, she told me she has been here before. I remember what I was wearing. A pink shirt and blue jeans shorts. I was innocent before and that day my innocence was taken from me. Approaching the center we were encountered with protesters. They had signs that were vulgar, pictures of dead babies. My mo...
Eyes on Eyes
Lips on Lips
Hips on Hips
Your sweat harbors pheromones I cannot resist; cooling my neck in the heat of us as droplets fall off your dark tendrils.
With my chin on your collarbone as I love on your neck, I feel vampires are more human than monster; for I have found my mortal self wanting to latch on and drink you dry
I wish I could rip you open and curl up in you like a joey in i...
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