So apparently, I chose dark prompts for this Easter weekend. Here's today's, Angel of Death, and I wrote a Villanelle. Photo by Rakicevic Nenad on Pexels.com Angel of Death Past the soft flutter of wingsat the long end of days;shadowy emissary of divine kings Sunset hours, that final toll ringsExhausted eyes upward, to gazepast the... Continue Reading →
Today I bring you a Villanelle poem from the prompt, Paris Postcard. Photo by David McEachan on Pexels.com Paris Postcard The Eiffel tower in faded inkan old reminder tucked awayYour past’s abandoned chink How you once held a drink,smiling in that Paris cafeThe Eiffel tower in faded ink Dolled up, dressed in minkArm in arm,... Continue Reading →
Here's today's stormy poem. Image by jplenio from Pixabay Rolling Thunder Between the quiet spaces of the worldThe budding thunder wakes its tempoIts expanding pressure windswept swirled Into the waiting air, a storm unfurledA boom, a crash, a harsh helloBetween the quiet spaces of the world Its voice roaring, a challenge hurledAcross the sky, the swelling tableauIts expanding... Continue Reading →
Today's poem is a Villanelle from the prompt, beyond the farthest star. Image by WikiImages from Pixabay Beyond the Farthest Star Beyond the reach of infinity’s gaze,past the edge of the blackest nightwe journey alone, amid stalwart days Bound in steel, a shell-like mazeof humanity’s aspiration in flightBeyond the reach of infinity’s gaze New horizons ahead, discovery ablazeto... Continue Reading →
I have two prompts for Day 12, salt and lingering thirst, once again from an internet search and suggested by one of my Facebook friends. Today's poem form is a villanelle. Image by andreas160578 from Pixabay A Taste of Salt I cannot shake my lingering thirst,her salty taste upon my tonguemy lips drawn, puckered and pursed My darkest... Continue Reading →
Be Afraid of the Dark 