Where and What Is It?

Today I am opting to  write for Stream-of-Consciousness Saturday and also for FOWC: Modicum.

From Behind the Trees

I wrote this last night, after Thanksgiving dinner, once my family had gone home, and the rest of us retreated to our own activities. I’m not 100% happy with the ending, but I am sharing it now for FOWC: Fidelity, since the moon has such fidelity as a poetic muse, for me and countless others. I write about the moon so often that there is a category on my blog for “poems about the moon.”

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In the Mirror

It’s one of those mornings. 🙄 I am sharing this with MLMM’s writing prompt, Tormented, because it fits the theme much better than what I wrote yesterday. 

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Ugly. Fat. means

Unwanted. Failure. since

Unintelligibly. Fearful brain

Won’t let her get off this

Ubiquitous, fettering train.

I See Ghosts

My attempt at a Jisei (Japanese death poem) for DVerse MTB. I’m not sure if I did this correctly; I did not use a haikai form but still tried to give it the same style as one. I’m also linking this to MLMM’s Tale Weaver, which is about beginnings. This was inspired by an actual experience I had yesterday, not that I literally saw a ghost, but it felt like it, in a way.

This I Seek

For Writing Wednesday and FOWC: Hail. This was inspired by the early morning this morning and when I was reading Psalm 27.

So Bad, It’s Good

Yesterday, my friend had a small party, and one of the activities we did was paint along to a Bob Ross painting tutorial. I had heard of him but never tried one of those videos. Anyway, my finished painting inspired this free-verse poem, because it is not very good! I’m rather embarrassed about it (so I am sharing it with the internet 😂). 

Hysteria

Processing a conversation with one of my friends from earlier today…also linked to FOWC: Hysterical.

Coziness

This was written for this prompt about simple joys, and I am sharing it with the Writers’ Pantry. Happy Sunday!

If We Could Speak

This was difficult to finish, but here is my response to Paint-Chip Poetry #44, especially since I didn’t post my attempt last week. This was also partially inspired by MLMM’s Tale Weaver: Bubbles.

Tick-Tock

I wrote this a few hours ago for FOWC: Outcome and the Weekly Scribblings: “eye of the hurricane.” I tried to write on a different topic, but this is what came out of my brain, and I kind of like it.