Prompt – Pleasant Street

https://areyouthrilled.com/ Why women only?Are we victims–I do not feellike a victimas I risemy heart beatingmy breath in and outall day for more from this author, please click here: https://areyouthrilled.com/ image: https://jaimehaney.com/product/rose-mystique/

Untitled Poem – Svelte

https://wired4more.wordpress.com/ I look for youbetween the sheetswhere we fell into lovethen into silencea leaden hushstill blankets the woodsmuffling morningeerily stillthe butterflies lay stiffmy fingers are numb and bluethumbing through these pagesback and forthI look for you.– Jen for more from Jen, you cal find her here at “Blase’”: https://wired4more.wordpress.com/ image: https://pixels.com/featured/between-the-sheets-thu-nguyen.html

The "Something Inside" – Intellectual Shaman

There is something inside of a man it is his essence a sense of himself. It can be taken away and it frequently is, but he keeps searching for it because he longs to get it back. It is the substance that looks on misery and sees happiness. It sings to him in pain. ItContinue reading “The "Something Inside" – Intellectual Shaman”

CIIPHER • N°29 – Ricardo Sexton

https://rsciipher.wordpress.com/ SELF-DETACHED I was grieving for the loss; it’s clearYour love was a part gift, part theftA last farewell hug on a sinking pierA carousel that has no children left Then I laid there among the carrionThinking its flesh would then flightI’m the passenger with no carry onI’m no stranger to strife’s oversight A guessingContinue reading “CIIPHER • N°29 – Ricardo Sexton”

Swing Over the City

swingin’ tall over thebustlin’ rush of innercity’s dizzy bees, hive’s all lit up, somuch nothin’to see, but what lurks upthere lightin’me? and am i bright ’nuff orjust someone else’snothin’ muchto see? image: Pixabay (some very gifted artist) image: https://www.uua.org/braverwiser/times-look

and…love…- Gabriela M (Short Prose)

https://shortprose.blog/ and…this night is jasmine and is sandthe trees are fingers with no endthe earth has eyesthe tears have thighs you…you are the voice of lonely heightsI am the day without sightsa leaf is falling on my hipsinto the air a form of lips and…your touches hide in poetrya flower faints with jealousyyour dreams taste like forbiddenContinue reading “and…love…- Gabriela M (Short Prose)”

A Lesson From Rock Bottom – Ena Whiteraven

(as was shared on lunaiswriting) https://lunatheblog.com/ Buffeting winds! Blades of iceLight of a candle calls youCourage and strength both failHope and joy released as birdsShadows of warmth cruelly mock you –Knees give way to an endless descentWith final breath, you cry outFrom the bottomless pit of death.But what is this?Not oblivion, but … a stepSuspendedContinue reading “A Lesson From Rock Bottom – Ena Whiteraven”

Girl of honey – The Feathered Sleep

https://thefeatheredsleepcom.wordpress.com/ You have been in my mind A very long time I wonder how long it takes For a persistent, returning thought To gain permanence Some part of me, an echo of some part of you Even if one way, even if you have no idea, even if I am one of many There’s somethingContinue reading “Girl of honey – The Feathered Sleep”

WILL -Dale Beck

https://futuredaze.blog/ WILL AND IN DEATH THERE IS A PREGNANT PAUSE… LIFE STOPS, IT GESTATES LIKE AN EMBRYO, SITTING JUST ABOVE YOUR HEART, WAITING FOR THE RIGHT TIME TO REAWAKEN. WHEN ALL YOUR LIFE IS INVESTED IN THE DEPARTED… LIFE HAS NO DIRECTION TO FOLLOW. GESTATION IS HARD AND LONG… FRAUGHT WITH THE DANGERS. IT TOOKContinue reading “WILL -Dale Beck”

He's like the wind – Michelle Cook (Her Writing Haven)

https://herwritinghaven.com/ ThereThen goneBack againThen gone againThe cycle never endsI can’t catch himKeep himMake him stayHe’s like the windThrough outstretched armsI come back emptyEvery time © 2020 Michelle Cook get more a’ Michelle’s fine Cookin’ at: https://herwritinghaven.com/