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POEM STARTER
‘The flood flowed cold with inky blood
and yet the wet sky blinked with stars in deep slumber’
Write a poem with internal rhymes, ending with this line. Internal rhyme, in this case, is where words within the same line rhyme with each other.
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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...
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...
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...
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