Writing Prompt

A soft snowfall

Below my feet it crunches

Cold air wraps sround me

Deep down I love the cold

Even if It hurts my

Fingers a toes

Gloves on scarf on makes it better

Hate to see the snow melt

It makes the ground all muddy

Just in time for the flowers to grow

Kill the flowers when the snow comes in again

Life is not here

Many things are gone

Never the less we move one

Open the window

Pour some hot te...

I fell asleep in October

And woke up to barren trees—

I didn’t stay awake long enough for the leaves to change colors.

I was a ghost haunting the ruins of my beautiful mind,

My last creative spark shorted a circuit

But I have an obituary to write.

Time flew by and left me in the dust

To sort through rubble until my fingers bleed.

Feminity has always felt like a costume,

Consumed by the whims of...

Winter Drift**

Snowflakes fall.  

Light twirls silently.  

Yonder night glimmers softly.  

Yet tenderly, winds dart eastward.  

Dancing caresses silently trace evening frost.  

Tangled elegance starts whispering cold echoes....

Winter is cruel

Like you

Winter is cold

Like you

Winter leaves some empty

Like what you do

Spring is warm

Like him

Spring is sweet

Like him

Spring cares for others

Unlike you

Summer is happy

Like her

Summer is caring

Like her

Summer leaves people fulfilled

Unlike you

Fall is creative

Like her

Fall is cheery

Like her

Fall wants people to be happy

Unlike you

All you do is break us down

Find our ...

The rule is to start the next line with the last word of the previous line.

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Winter, a season of frosty beauty and quiet reflection.

Reflection on the year gone by, by the crackling fire, fire that warms the soul and chases away the chill.

Chill winds whisper through the barren trees, trees standing tall in their winter coats of snow.

Snowflakes dance in the cold air, air filled with th...

My rules are that the next line starts with the last word of the previous line.

The Delicate Seed

Fragile like a delicate seed

Seed of hope that starts to grow

Grow into a connection so strong

Strong like the roots that run deep

Deep in the earth anchored below

Below our silent strength unseen

Unseen by the naked eyes

Eyes that in darkness shine bright

Bright enough to guide us through

Thr...

(My rules were it had to be ABBA in twelve lines.)

It’s colder now, with shorter days.

We sit by fires that crackle and burn

Wrapped in a blanket as we yearn

For the sun’s comforting warm rays.

We wish spring would come again!

Snow gently blankets the dying earth,

We didn’t know how much summer was worth.

We took it much for granted then.

We must now sit through the storm

Drink some cocoa and...

(You may only use a word once in this poem, and every second line must rhyme (ABAC…))

I wait all year for its shortest day

Through months that scorch, blaze, burn

My heart seeks shelter from flaming rays

Longs after chilling, comforting snow

Blizzards cause the willows’ sway

Chipped ice, winters breath

And though flowers seemingly signal May

This foretells Decembers harvest

We admire night’s...

(I've never written a poem like this before, but I tried my best! The challenge I am giving myself is to write a poem using ballet terms, which I am definitely not knowledgeable in.)

In the beautiful loom of winter,

a dance seems to start.

The shadows begin first,

stretching their legs as far out as their bodies allow.

The darkness takes center stage with the moon,

their bodies bending and mold...

My rule is that I used no verbs in my poem. And my poem is not about winter. Sorry guys.

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Long days, sleepless nights,

Forgotten whispers, fading lights.

Woman down, heart broken,

Tear stained pillows, Words unspoken.

Wishful thinking, foolish dreams,

Fetal position, tattered seems,

Passion lost, duplicitous lies,

False intentions, cruel disguise.

Dead roses, Wine drenched floor,

...