Today's #poetryprompt:
What does eternity mean to you?
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Today's #poetryprompt:
What does eternity mean to you?
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Morning comes
when a lonely blackbird
takes over the early shift.
When William Turner paints
the first line of the horizon golden.
When I pretend that I don't hear
my alarm clock & wish for 5 more minutes.
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Night can sparkle
with stars & moon
luminous
proof of hope
but night can glower too
with murky despair
Those nights end
when dreams break through
even in the dark before
a grey dawn
pearls the clouds
an inner light
shows fear as lesser
than the tenacity
of future sight
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After the Sun dips below horizon
Shadows creep from moonbeam glow
But when our Sun wanders the sky
Where do the night shades go?
They retreat to cave & forest
Any place where light is dim
To gather strength until the
Night returns to them again
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#MPPrompt - What are the colours of thought?
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Rest in peace Viola
Who used to stop work
In the middle of the afternoon
To watch "The Edge of Night"
After rising at dawn
Decades later my nights ends'
Happen somewhere around
Others' middles
So I can snatch some peace
My morning's so early
I wake the birds
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Today's #poetryprompt:
Where does night end and morning begin?
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Sky wounded in sharp flashes
Tornado watches spinning,
Overcast and ominous
Rain with deep rumbling:
Monsoonal meteorologies.
#MPPrompt Sciences, doubled.
The tapdancer surprised his friends
with a double major of exercise science
and physics in a song and dance:
before they need a helping hand, he'll step in time
to research how people step without rhyme,
All kinesiologies are a step in time--
#MPPrompt Sciences, pluralized.
The careful ethologist
tackling the science of cynology
Must recall that two ethologies
simultaneously occur
in the act of research:
One in which we observe,
one in which we are observed
as fellow animals,
with equipment beyond our ken-
Dogs are tricky that way.
#MPPrompt Sciences, in the plural.
The tinfoil-hatted stargazer knows
well that two astronomies exist:
one where we analyze distant stars
And one where they analyze us.
Multiple aeronomies arose
from the upper echelons of arguments
on "where" the heavens begin,
now nimbly sidestepped as moot.
Use a word for a type of science, pluralized (biologies, anthropologies, chemistries, etc.) #MPPrompt
AFTER GOLLUM WENT CRYPTO
It's Economicsses my preciousses!
Mathematicsses of monies poisons themses.
Bad peopleses! Bad hobbitses!
All wanting my preciousses PINSes!
They shall not have! NO!
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Lately thoughts are
sluggish grey
exhausted
or bruise-colored pain,
but still
a bright inspiration
can shoot green &
orange sparks with excitement
grabbing art & ideas
from air;
most rare are the
cool blues
of tranquility
rolling turquoise & indigo clouds
over scurrying worries
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Colors of thought
Range from golden streaks of speed
To the muted roses and greens of memory
That fade into the shadows of the past
Off in the distance of my mindscape
There are rolling hills, a baby blue sky
Dotted with cotton puff clouds
A place of rest I somehow never get to
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Today's #poetryprompt:
What are the colors of thought?
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the biologies started it
with the promise of understanding life itself
the chemistries & physics had to make time too
a necessary background
then hoo boy
Anthropologies
started turning my head
with sexy artifacts
until I finally found
that people are people
no matter where or when
I should've studied the chemistries more
Biochemistry, organic, molecular and sexual
I've had a hard time with them all
Understood the lectures
Yet a laboratory disaster
Til I stumbled upon
Creativity as the impetus
The world and life became a laboratory
And I an assistant of the Divine
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Today’s #poetryprompt:
Use a word for a type of science, but pluralized (biologies, anthropologies, chemistries, geologies etc.)
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Some day, facing the Edge
of your nightmares
you realize
Fear is the mother of Courage
you must find grit
to Spite terror
not because you are unafraid
but because to Give Up
is Unthinkable
Bravery nurtured by Dread
& stubborn willpower
Grief is the mother of tenderness. She teaches slowly. By taking first. By hollowing the bowl until it can hold more. She lays her cold hand on the back of the neck and says: now you know how fragile a thing is. Now you know what it costs. Now touch it gently. And if love survives her, it comes back altered— softer in voice, steadier in its hands, less careless with the living. Grief is the mother of tenderness. Not because pain is holy. Not because loss is kind. But because once you have buried something, you stop mistaking breath for permanence.
Exhaustion is the mother of acceptance
After charging into battle
Like some modern-day Joan of Arc
But not as good a general or heretic as she
My head sore from
Banging against walls
I surrender to reality
And acknowledge someone else
Might have the answer
Might even be willing to share
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Today's #poetryprompt:
_______ is the mother of _______
(like "Necessity is the mother of invention")
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Synchronicity
they say is a sign of enlightenment,
or at least noticing it is.
but maybe it's just our connection
that we text each other
at the same time
& you call
when I think of you
& I take a picture of
that one thing you needed
at the right time.
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The bond between brothers is stronger than death.
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The many
infinitesimally small moments that brought you to me—
a pen dropped,
a penny picked up,
a door locked,
a window opened,
a word,
a breath,
a sneeze—
and there you were
before me,
mighty, modest, and brave,
like it was meant
to be.
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