A found poem for you! Words provided by Real Simple magazine and rearranged by yours truly.
poetry
Hey Hero
A ballad for you! In response to Writing 201’s Poetry Prompt: Hero(ine).
Hey Hero.
We are looking for you.
A skeleton
traveling across continents
seeking for self
comforting others’ laments
Advice from Magazines
A found poem for you! Words provided by Real Simple magazine and rearranged by yours truly.
Concrete Poem I
Concrete Poem II
A Dream
An elegy for you! In response to Writing 201’s Poetry Prompt: Fog.
Surrounded by a dream, vivid and alive,
Wandering disarranged hallways,
Reaching and running for elusive awards.
Touching the dream, warm cotton or flannel.
Noticing the dreamer, apart from the sleeper,
Stepping between asleep and awake.
This is real
A found poem for you! In response to Writing 201’s Poetry Prompt: Landscape. Words provided by Real Simple magazine and rearranged by yours truly.
One Wild & Precious
The Journey
A limerick for you! In response to the Writing 201 Poetry Prompt: Journey.
I journey inside my restless mind
To see if any calmness could I find.
Like sifting through a heap of garbage,
Who am I, did I pay the mortgage?
Perhaps peace is underneath this old orange rind.
Death Grip
A prose poem for you! In response to Writing 201’s Poetry Prompt: Fingers.
That bar has an air of annoying superiority. An unnaturally violent reaction surges. Digit by digit, I press her cocky windpipe. My thumb closes around her black rubber. Choked. The floor drops from my feet. Dangling on hope. I start the swift ascent, exhaling out spongy lungs’ weight, fears and failures. Fresh found lightness lifts my chin above a lifeless bar. Ah! There’s the victor’s view. A moment on the top. Now gravity, my enemy. Muscles trembling, chlorophyll-less leaves in an autumn breeze. I am grabbed and grounded, releasing grip. The bar revives, she breathes and taunts, asks to be choked once more.
Miss Early Bird 