We’re not out of the woods yet
but I feel like we’re getting closer
to the edge of reality, to the place
where we can be together without
any one else’s bad juju.
And if we can’t just be
left alone, on our own,
maybe we’ll steal a pickup truck
and maps from a gas station
(if they even still have maps)
and I’d get in and look
at you and I would say:
Go west, babe. Go west.
Today’s poetry prompt words were: out of the woods, pickup, and maps.
Image made by me with Gemini and I’ll explain
Make no mistake,
I want this to work out with you,
I want you to be the one
sitting beside me, dueling recliners,
holding hands like you said
you wanted once, when things
weren’t exactly more simple, but
were at least less hard.
But look at how many
milestones we’ve reached together,
how many birthdays and
anniversaries and 4th of July picnics,
all of the breweries and beers,
all of the camping, so, campfires,
and sleeping outside in our tent,
the home we literally built together,
even if it was just for one weekend.
Things might be murky and they’ve… Read the rest
Everyone experiences the freefall once in their life, I would hope. I would hope that everyone knows what it feels like when their heart explodes in love and turns to gooey mush inside them. There’s a particular feeling of safety and satisfaction when you know you’re loved and cared for, but beware. This love is not a trophy, because love is not a game to be played and won. But remember, too, it shouldn’t be a fight; it shouldn’t be something you have to scrimp and save to be able to afford. True love is not spent or stolen. True … Read the rest
I tried to hurry through
and write a tanka today,
but “temporary insanity”
is eight syllables long,
and I only had space for seven.
Some days, I don’t
set the bar very high
for this project.
Today’s poetry prompts were:hurry, temporary insanity, and the bar.
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I see myself sitting poolside, my pool boy in his tiny shorts skimming the cool blue water, and I ring a bell for someone to come bring me another iced tea. It’s so Gatsby. Though I am nowhere near the glitz, and nobody knows my name, don’t underestimate me. I’ll publish five books a year and be a millionaire before I’m done with this life.
Today’s poetry prompt words were: poolside, underestimate, and five.
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I’m going to take my name
off the list of the ones waiting
for their person.
I’ve found mine.
The hunt has come to an end,
because this one makes me feel
like a baby bird under a wing,
like the air we need to breathe.
No wonder he leaves me
breathless and tongue-tied.
When he holds me,
all I want in the world is him.
Today’s poetry prompt words were: list, the hunt, and tongue-tied.
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Start my day half-full,
kindly want to take a nap;
Where is that loophole?
Today’s poetry prompt words were: half-full, kindly, and loophole.
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The frequency
with which you hurt me
surprises me still.
I really put up
with all that
for so long?
I have a
dilemma of self,
because now,
who am I
without you?
I’m the girl
that keeps going,
nose to grindstone,
making the grade,
getting her heart broken
every single day.
Today’s poetry prompt words were: frequency, dilemma, and making the grade.
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Another day is fading away and soon you won’t be here anymore. Your presence here has an expiration date, even though I don’t know what it is, or how I’ll get through it. You’re going to go, so I need to grow. I need to remember that I have wings too, and leaving the nest isn’t necessarily not an option. What a wonder it would be if I could get by without you, without my pills, without my therapist. What a wonder it will be if I do.
Today’s poetry prompt words were: expiration date, leaving the nest, and pills. … Read the rest
