A shift in sky precedes the storm
A shaft of cold replaces the warm
Prescient and patient, the front is formed
a moment of quiet becoming born
for #mastoprompt
A shift in sky precedes the storm
A shaft of cold replaces the warm
Prescient and patient, the front is formed
a moment of quiet becoming born
for #mastoprompt
Poems tangled in reverse, in unfolded paper
compose – here – compose
paper, unfolded, in reverse, in tangled poems
a mirror poem for #mastoprompt
Words written in wrought iron -
a strengthened alloy fused of slagged fibers
hammered and rolled while the forge remained hot -
Some poems become constructed to last nearly forever;
Some, not
for #mastoprompt
Listen - the wind rattles us
surrounding us pushing us enveloping us within storms of current and wave
Be brave:
we wander this world, together
hands held tight against the weather
for #mastoprompt
All that is wonder remains within reach
The challenge is finding one who can teach
Sometimes, that one is the one deep inside you
if you tender the land with hope, planted anew
for #mastoprompt
Why in the world do these leaders choose to destroy rather than to create?
To avoid compromise and instead, forge a path with a plan to obliterate?
It's difficult to fathom the decisions these actors on the global stage choose to make
for #mastoprompt
Forget me; (k)not -
for I'm tangled up in song of invisible thin threads and taut string of something gone wrong
The guitar, resists, then suddenly sings but only the notes I no longer want
Untangle me, Muse from patterns I've leaned upon for so long
and guide me on a path towards discovering something (k)new
for #mastoprompt
Jam like joy needs a surface to cover
a heart to fill
a page on which to write
Spread joy like jam whenever you can
bring happy into the night
for #mastoprompt