Writing Prompt

When it ended I wasn’t sure

what was next.

I didn’t know how to be cold

nostalgia a throw blanket.

A relationship that mattered

but didn’t last.

Not everything is about romance

and warm feelings, being seen,

heard, and listened to.

Sometimes we just look for proof

for the adjective: lovable.

And that’s not even bad,

but not the right way to go about it.

Leaving it up to someone else to is what’...

In twilight's hush, the night's soft brush,

Paints shadows in the deep that creep and shroud.

The moon's pale glow on fields below,

Drapes silence like a cloud.

With wings so light, the owls take flight,

But the stars leaves scars in fluorescent trails of blood,

They brightly gleam, a silver stream,

A stark difference to heaven’s darkening flood.

The trees converse, a haunting verse,

Benea...

Dark grey storm clouds block the sun from shining brightly warming the Earth.

The flood flowed cold with inky blood and yet the wet sky blinked with stars in deep slumber....

The flood flowed cold with inky blood

And yet the wet sky blinked with stars

in deep slumber…

She was wild like poison,

desperate to be free.

Barefoot and running,

so they couldn’t see.

A deeper place drawing

in the back of her mind.

Where her words moved in circles,

to outsmart time.

A beast laid bruised

within her heart.

While revelations of

escape danced in those stars.

But the da...

We stall in shock as the dark shadows mock

The dreading wall carries the horror throughout each stall of passing light

Fright!Fright!Fright! In any path,in my sights it’s incredibly difficult to try and find the light...

Screams wail around me as people bail

Darkness lights the grass, I hear my feet step on shattered glass

Horses try their hardest to keep upright, fire hot beneath their feet bright

My eyes seek out for those I know, I can feel blood drip from my nose

Wounds trace my body like a brush painting against a canvas madly

My drift contacts with a friend on the field, my heart beat yields

"Jack!", n...

In their hearts they prepare dreams, hopes and a prayer,

For safe passage across roiling waters that promise nothing but loss and despair.

And yet, with trust in reaching a just world and solid ground,

They venture into unknown waters for a place they hope to call home.

For some the journey is rewarding, bringing them to their destination according,

But for most the blue is unkind with many il...

The flood flowed cold

With inky blood

And yet the wet sky blinked

With the starts in deep slumber

For nothing could dull their light

Or hush their internal thunder

Tearing the sky in two

One for me

One for you

For we can’t exist in the same timeline

Star crossed lovers

Never the right place

Or time

If only the flood

Swept away the thoughts of you

If only my blood

Was ever enough to pul...

Once a day the wind calls upon my name

Fearful of being a pawn in nature’s game

I search for shelter and a place to call my own

Lost in a world much too far from home

Thirsty and alone battered and afraid

Pressing my ears to the earth hoping to hear my name

Numbered days and counted ways

The flood flowed cold with inky blood

And yet the wet sky blinked with stars in deep slumber...

On the surface the show grows,

it’s easy to hide what’s inside.

The tears are easy to entertain,

Incognito with the rain

It’s hard to tell,

it’s hidden well.

No map to get back,

The days are a haze.

stray from direction, there’s no exception

Claim innocence to avoid consequence.

Accountability is not a word,

But humility is well observed,

Relish is not synonymous with selfish,

Perspective...