#MastPrompt #poetry #poems #pillow

His head rested on her lap
A pillow for his thoughts
Now long gone as his torso rested down the well
As she had sent his soul to Hell
At tolling of the Midnight Bell
Her hand fussed his tousled hair
As she rocked on the kitchen chair
As his thigh cooked on the spit
The table set for two in shadowed colours
Of a flickering hue
She had finally got her way
On this their solemn Wedding Day

a return to grace
we tell ourselves each morning
tabula rasa

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@tanweerdar

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The gavel hit the gravel with a peculiar crunch
As it fell from the Judges robes when he stepped out for lunch
And as he fell, off came his wig
Revealing the face of a miserable prig
The Judge hadn’t smiled since he was a kid
And would petulantly scream if you said that he did
He really was a tedious old fart
Which is why, I suppose, stopped went the beating of his wizened old heart
He hit the ground and up went the dust
And there they left him to rot and to rust

do you see helpless
when you look in the mirror?
you’re not your feelings

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@tanweerdar

Just want to add this, I like it when I encounter a #MastPrompt word out on the wild so close to its day. This gave me a sweet little #jolt.

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Her basket was so full of fright
Fighting with all its might
To be released into the waiting world
Knowing if it did all evils would be unfurled
So she fought to keep it in
All the hatred, fear and sin
She fought so hard to stop the hurt
Until her Mother shouted “Pandora tea”
And upon that call left her fight
and let the fright flee its cell
Releasing upon the Earth its Hell.

#MastPrompt #poetry #poems

Her heart was an unwavering edifice
Cold concrete in her breast
Though somehow still beating
As she plunged the dagger in his chest
His eyes looked surprised as his head dropped to the site
Even as she pushed it in with all her might
He dropped his paper, that bloody Daily Mail
The contents of which he would espouse as he followed her around the house
Bloody immigrants
Bloody Trans
Bloody everything his stance
Until today she couldn’t say
Why the worm she turned

Ev’ry day another bird
flies into itself
sees only nest devourers

#MastPrompt mirror #poetry #writing #WIP

Dandelion tuft,

downy quanta of flowers,

wind-borne seeds scatter.

#DailyHaikuPrompt (seed) #MastPrompt (quantum) #Haiku #FreeHaiku #WritingCommunity #PoetryCommunity #Poetry #Poem #SmallPoems

(Photo by thevibrantmachine)

Dandelion tuft,

downy quantum of flowers,

wind-borne seeds scatter.

#DailyHaikuPrompt (seed) #MastPrompt (quantum) #Haiku #FreeHaiku #WritingCommunity #PoetryCommunity #Poetry #Poem #SmallPoems

(Photo by thevibrantmachine)

𝐒𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐧

Step back from the ledge
Put the razor back in the box
Return that bottle of nitrogen gas
Donate the rope to the knot geek
Swim back to shore
Do the bunny with your laces
Radically accept that you are
That you can get through this
Just like you’ve done every before
Tell yourself again in the tomorrows

#MastPrompt #brave #Poetry #SmallPoems

The eaves of the house
Prepare to lift, and settle
Every few moments.

The gusts shudder
The windows in their frames
And the room seems to hold its breath.

You shorten the distance
From ankle to ear
And gather your form in safely.

Dream what soft life
Could mean never trading
This bedding for the blizzard.

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