Scribbled Thoughts

They are hopeful, in love

full of dreams for a

beautiful future with someone special.

They’ve shared everything with a stranger,

exposed themselves

and felt complete.

Then the doubt began,

frustration that the openness

wasn’t returned

and they took action.

Deceit is exposed

fantasies shattered

and now they must

go back and continue

to live their life

that now feels empty.

It’s a simple design,

a silver sausage dog

in a regal pose

hanging from a chain

and nestling against my skin.

A memorial for a precious pet,

friend, child, love

who was part of my everything

for twelve years,

a responsibility and support

that I still ache to have back.

He died eight years ago

and I still wear my trinket

to keep his presence here.

Prompt: Jewelry

The snug warmth of a hug

that does not end,

sometimes a much needed comfort,

others a suffocating heat.

On lazy days you cuddle up

on the sofa

and wiggle into relaxation.

On busy days you brave

the brisk air of outside together,

often so protected

sweat will begin to form.

Hide from the word a little,

your body covered

so no one can pry

and you can walk forward

without worry.

Prompt: So you like jumpers/sweaters?

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Prompt: Junk mail

A press, but no response

the silence shocking enough to freeze all.

The little ‘beep beep’ does not sound

no matter how hard, long or much you click.

You’ve almost forgotten how to manually unlock it,

but once you do the ignition

ignores your coaxing.

Even the car refuses

to greet this morning.

Multiplying nothing with something

still equals nothing,

it will get you nowhere

except a land filled with zeros.

You need to add something,

introduce newness into the equation

before you can progress.

Prompt: Math principles

Distracted by fresh hay

to munch, munch, munch

he’s all coated up for the

chilly evening.

Content he ignores the small human

stroking his nose,

her face a cheeky triumph

as though she’s conquered

the world.

Prompt: open Instagram and write based off the first picture you see.

You’re in that dreaded position

where people are dividing

into groups

and you are left alone.

Your friends of a week ago

are together,

sniggering ar your loneliness,

and you still don’t really understand

why you’re an outsider.

You approach them because you must

and quietly endure the animosity

for the lesson.

The next day when your mum

is doing your hair, ready for school,

you burst into tears.

Prompt: Misfits (how it feels when you don’t belong in a group of others).

You tried to trick me once,

decided the lack of alcohol in my life

was silly and handed me a spiked drink.

Everyone wants to drink, right?

No one really means no.

I meant it then, after witnessing

what it does to others,

I have meant it my whole life,

all the way through university,

my adult life

but still you decided you knew better.

I never really trust a drink from you now

unless I watch you make it.

I hope it was worth it.

I always mishear

and imagine we’re traveling on

Garglehead Road.

I wonder if people here

gargle as they walk down the street

or if it’s for special events,

like a strange egg and spoon race,

but with more gargling.

My husband shakes his head

with an indulgent smile

and keeps driving.

Prompt: Street signs