Daily Prompt: Sting

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These broken wings smartly sting but if you listen closely they also sing

Songs of sadness, songs of loss, songs that prevent me from paying the cost

It must be paid! Wisdom cries out, searching for someone to take the blame.

But I have suffered, I’ve been alone. What more do you want- to share in my shame?

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Daily Prompt: Enamored

Tell me the truth you are deeply enamored by my blue eyes

My eyes glisten and shine like the infinite stars in the sky

The sky grips the sun and the moon glances back towards the sea

The sea raises its waves to the Creator and then bends the knee.

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Daily Prompt: Inhabit

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I am inhabited by the words of your mouth

Your mouth that inhabits and lingers in the air

The air that surrounds and drowns out my fears

My fears that resonate and inhabit these tears

These tears on my face drip down to my lips

My lips that part slightly and out comes a quip.


Have you looked back on an older poem you wrote and said, “What does this even mean?” That was me today. Lol.



He chopped at the log with the fury of a Greek God
The foggy mountain top he raised his head to gaze
Armed sufficiently when insincerity and indecency collide
His flaming head now full of dread and thinking that he’s dead
Damning thoughts they disappear the ax he swings relieved
Fully consumed with gratitude she lays him-freed, in the ground.


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This blinking cursor and blank page is going to cause me rage

My screaming, screeching parrot doesn’t help anything either

I’m going to lose it, it has to be over, just cover my mouth and disengage.

Then there’s the mouse who peeps and keeps running through my house

The only answer coming to my brain is to take a broom and beat his ass

Then all the world’s problems will come to an end and I’ll just take a pass.




You will fall hard for me this night because a girl like me is impossible to find. Oh my, how you will get addicted to me-but I can hardly blame you. I’m a drug, a hallucinogen, a horrid habit you are hungry to have as your hands explore the soft curvature of my hips. Go ahead nurture your power to knead my nipples and breathe on them with fanciful whispers of hate and heated passion. Lash out at me with deep seeded need from your depths and masquerading as a man filled with fire. Like the frenzied feeding of starving piranha you will seek me and devour me with deadly messy speed. Push me, pull me, give me more. Fall hard for me this night and then you’ll experience my primitive desire to score…


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Bending down on my knees looking through the keyhole at their secretive display

My curiosity overcoming any rational thinking as only Primitive Brain remains

Erupting flames from their fire catch me off guard and I fall back with a thud-mouths frown

Only slightly interrupted all I see is the red, curly hair on her head bobbing up and down

Trying to mask my need and wanting while watching this treasure trove of pleasure

I hear the doorknob turn as I fall face first into their storm

Though I’m caught red handed and embarrassed by my distaste-

He raises me from the floor, grabs my waist and shuts the door…