Prose Poem: Bird Man
As the sun rises and sets casting it's pink and golden hue across the city,I while away my days perched atop this building:This building I've long called home, far above…
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July 14, 2020
Prose Poem: Mental Health OK
May we engage Everybody who feels like a Nobody with the lost, The lonely, the distressed and the Anxious and those who have noone to care. Listening - just listening…
May 20, 2020
Be Inspired and Inspire
Do whatever makes you happy. Write, draw, paint, dance, Watch a movie, cook a meal, Work out, make music, knit, Play games, do gardening. Sit still if you want to…
May 6, 2020
Discover Prompts Day 4: Street
This prose poem is called 'Halfway Down Our Street'. The start of each sentence starts with a letter from the title to spell out the name of the poem. Home…
April 5, 2020