Poetry

  • Picture Prompt

    She knew not how long she had been floating, neither a guess of seconds or minutes to be made. It could have been for a moment or for eternity. The spanning sky of sunset colours blanketed anything else not of… Continue reading

    Picture Prompt
  • Quick Update

    I’ve been sick a lot recently, and I’m now on my second round of covid. Hopefully this is the end to my battering (;テ﹏テ) I think I’m past the worst of it now, and by that I mean I’m able… Continue reading

    Quick Update
  • Scribbles by the River

    I don’t know if I understand poetrybeyond a limerick or rhyme,They loved it during little and big school,tolerated it in uni,And the measure of worthis supposed to weigh more there,I read poetry sparingly – so maybe it’s that?I have a… Continue reading

    Scribbles by the River
  • Prompted: Listen When Spoken To

    Her feet move along the dirt path, dragging with a grating rhythm as the road is remade with shuffled rock. The sky moves above, as gentle as a quiet ocean in the air, but with a depth of colour that… Continue reading

    Prompted: Listen When Spoken To
  • Time to Wind Down to Wind Up

    Yesterday was fun, and I’m well rested. Sore, but well rested. Today, I’m pushing through some smaller tasks while I rest. A proper rest, I mean. And I’m also preparing for this week coming, hoping I can get more accomplished.… Continue reading

    Time to Wind Down to Wind Up
  • A Wedding Speech

    I have been working on a wedding speech for an upcoming union that I am a groomsman in. It’s not really a speech, but more-so a fun poem. Remembering back in high school and primary school, I was good at… Continue reading

    A Wedding Speech
  • Take a Deep Breath

    I think I need a moment, I think I need a break, Just some time to myself, For my own sake. Continue reading

    Take a Deep Breath
  • I feel better

    with some warm tea, and a blanket over me. I feel better, with the rain at my door, and my slippers on the floor. I feel better, with much of the pain sleeping, and my limbs no longer weeping. I… Continue reading

    I feel better
  • I dont know what to write about

    I dont know what to write about, So here’s a poem, But I think I’ve done this before, But my memories do roam, So maybe I have not? But I don’t think that’s quite right, Because I often sit down,… Continue reading

    I dont know what to write about
  • if style rules ignoredis it not poetic thento share one’s heart’s word Continue reading

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