Writing Prompt

The day will end, as it does, and the world will go to sleep,

People coming home to rest, from the daily lives they lead,

They may be good or bad or both, but all will seek reprieve,

I sometimes think if the world should end, I hope it’s in peace,

Let us all just disappear, and fade out in endless dream,

Let cities fall to lidded eyes, and earth return to trees,

Send people to bed, and let ...

Devil takes his chance,

In the night's deceptive dance,

Truth hides in plain sight.

Eyes betray the heart,

In darkness, judgment departs,

No safe place to hide.

Lost within the maze,

Of the mind's intricate phase,

Sanity's thin ice.

Yet, through the despair,

A faint whisper in the air,

Promises the light.

Our father above,

Blesses us, Eternal love,

Washes sin away.

Demons in hiding,

Eternall...

In the depths of night, where darkness eludes,

Where restless thoughts and emotions intrude,

Perhaps peace will find her, in solitude,

Slowly, stubbornly.

Amidst the chaos, where shadows bend,

It’s much more difficult to pretend.

Perhaps her broken heart will mend,

Slowly, stubbornly.

But she dries her eyes and hardens her stare,

A weary soul, with burdens to bear.

Because hope still burns,...

Figures dance, only visible to me.

Shapes bring vivid colors, images of different worlds.

This little slip of paper, a portal past two pages.

It was only a matter of time…

Imagination shocks me, seizes hold, shakes me.

Words surrounded my life,

Art foremost among my priorities.

It couldn’t last…

Bills stacked up, the red words much more foreboding.

The said I wasn’t focused but I was…

Ju...

The day your heart shatters,

dawn still rises, slowly, stubbornly

as it if has no idea your world had stopped.

The day your heart shatters,

night still falls, swiftly, sternly

as if it does not know how quickly the dark eats away at you.

The day your heart shatters,

the sun rises, beating, burning.

Then,

the moon rises, hastily, hauntingly.

The day your heart shatters

time keeps turning...

to survive is to sleep, wake and eat

to eat at least twice each day

to sleep for hours on end

to survive is to take no risks

protect the body and mind

survival makes viciousness gentle

it’s all you can do to see another day

but to live

to live is to sing, dance and scream

to eat when you want something good

to sleep when you want to dream

to live is to take risks everyday

from saying hello to a ...

The winter draws closer and darker,

Colder in the fray comes,

The covers so warm and comforting,

Just like the dark,

No one can see you in the dark,

Shrouded in the shadows,

Enveloped by the blanket,

But we must still emerge,

From the warm and the dark,

For dawn still rises, slowly, stubbornly....

Darkness envelops the room. As she sits wide awake unable to close her eyes. Will the new day come? Where I am new to start fresh. Become something more than who I am in this moment. Fear grips her deep, like a hand grasping at her heart. Not allowing it to beat. Grasping her lungs not allowing a deep breath.

Then, she sees a distant glow. Coming low from the East. Is it the sun? The new day, t...

Who would dare to chase away the night sky

When there are so many stories, old as time,

that call to us in these traces of mystic light?

Who could they be?

How do they live?

What makes their hearts soar

…Or their hearts sore?

Will we ever know their faces?

Their voices?

Will we ever know their love or rage,

Or if they yield to their grief or age?

Yet, as we weave our dreams

Of who peers b...

A hungering darkness prowls

Its figure freckled with stars

Its one good eye, the frigid moon

Its thoughts, bright, melting comets

We close our eyes and drift away

In fearful awe, in drowsy dread

So few of us possess the strength

To watch deep shadows roam

The dark has a way of freezing time

And holding our sight hostage

Awake, we wonder, asleep we believe

Dawn still rises, slowly, stubbornly...