Another poem that came from a Reading as a Writer exercise, this one on sonnets. 20:159 She refused to marry the wizard And so was cursed to a hideous form, Her castle trapped in an eternal blizzard Isolated and alone, left to mourn. Should she have given in and married him? Leaving all her subjectsContinue reading “Poem idea”
This one came from an exercise during my Reading as a Writer class. 20:158 Rentable yurt, for all your scaring needs, create the perfect Halloween party, an opportunity to scream! What better place than the woods to in-still the atmosphere of this holiday season, come and experience the fear! Scare-wars are encouraged don’t let yourContinue reading “Poem idea”
20:157 Unravel from the circle my right to be called family. Return the empty keychain with a satisfied smile. Stuck with a polite reply as your heart accepts the rejection. Remain outside, remain apart and suffer through our whispers.
20:156 Streetlamp of desire, stalking me in my home, looming over my window, shining into my soul. The streets have been lonely this last year, no company to keep them occupied. Lusting for life, illumination on gossip, an insight into despair. Why do you shine at night on empty streets, still praying, one day, thereContinue reading “Poem idea”
20:155 Six months a useless, unneeded and forgotten. A world in crisis and you won’t cure it. Stay away, forget yourself, and life might heal those it needs.
20:154 Decorate the tree alone create a beauty to admire and hope. Turn to look beside you and feel the nothing of the world. The time for family is denied, stay alive but be empty, a dead tree your only friend.
20:153 A bare tree ready to be decorated, to come alive and shine up your smile. But I have nothing to give, only emptiness and tears to water you. We stare at each other, both hoping the other will take the first step to begin to fill the other, make it easier to carry on.
20:152 Share their story until it becomes your own. Forget your own features until mirrors bend and change. Be the hero of the story, it’s what everyone wants. Trick your world into importance and will out truth and lies.
20:151 There was a lady who swallowed a fly, unseen and unaware in the darkness of a lamp. Its death, its existence, no one even noticed. She chose to burn and scatter, forever merging with the end.
20:150 Ash snowflakes causing innocent laughter, tongues poking out and tasting the dead. Living now coated with their regret, unknown resentment seeping into the earth.