Journal, monday poetry train, Poetry

the sky is telling a story.working for play

what’s the weather like? snow capped mountains cold surround
everyday journal. day 4, page 4
gautami’s monday poetry train prompt no 115
photo: phillip klinger

note to daily journal. when work takes over, the effort to do anything else is almost impossible….unable to write… i wait.

D.R.F.S.B (Dangerously Red Flying Salad Bowls)

there’s hardly a moment free
caught in the trap of wanting
for nothing

wake up working
sunset comes too soon
amusement absent

sleep the deep
transported pursuit
building sand castles
sunbathing relax

words of wonder
escape the pen
riding a bull who
bucks and stomps
snorting simple rhymes

8 seconds embrace
letters flying
skyward downward
slippery sliding

effortlessly eccentric
letters lined up
open congestion
no long empty spaces
hearty distractions

i think i just wrote



Over at Weekend Wordsmith the prompt is…stick and stones
photo: great wretched remorse, bleak_deathkid, photobucket

greaT wRetChed remOrsE

it hurt so bad
i cringed for days
that black memory
tearing my breath
from deep
within my chest

though you cannot
possibly perceive
hidden is the damage
written words convey

serenely spoken
concealed disguise
carrying unseen
seamless scars
not a soul reads

it drags at my life
affecting every
half lived moment
desired affect

photos speak volumes, this is half the fun of finding a photo that relates to the poet. now this artist, bleak_deathkid over at photobucket is kinda dark but wow talent all over the place..