Day Eight: Inspiration (Promt)

Sometimes it leaves you
with just a taste in your mouth
of something you almost remember
something you'll almost have

Other times it'll hit you hard,
and stop everything else
never leaving you alone
until it's done

But lately, more often than not
it's just out of reach
Fluttering away
leaving you frustrated
and confused

Day Seven: Book Titles (Prompt)

The Complete Gardener:
not just the name of a book,
but who we hope to become
in reading it
It doesn't talk so much
about the way the plants make you feel
moreso about layouts,
and successful plants
Though in reading it,
and stealing away its ideas
for your own yard
Do you find yourself
in sweat and dirt
and labor and blooms

Day Six: Personal, No Prompt

I've been pushing myself recently

trying new things

It's good for me

It's helped me to forget

I've made new friends

Even kept in touch with old ones!

I work a lot

(That's not always good)

But I keep busy

And that is good

Learning how to cope

No-

Learning how to be me

It's a new adventure

It's scary

but exciting

Day Five: Personal, No Prompt

The sun shines down

in what seems like the first time in years

It warms the earth with its touch

And lifts the seeds from their sleep

Everything becomes green,

as if by magic

The birds begin to sing

They never left,

but now they yell to the sun

"it's over! it's over! Winter has gone home!"

And my heart soars

Day Four: Prompt (Teacup)

A song came

And rolled you away

Over a cup of tea

Honey

You're a lost cause

A sinking ship

that I don't want to save

All this time

All my love

We're gone,

blown away on our winds

You're lost and gone

Not mine, never mine

Sinking, in my cup of tea

Lost to me

Gone, gone

All my love

Day Three: Personal, No Prompt

Walk in, slam the door

Nothing's been done

too much to do

stress ads up

Like layers to the laundry pile

Not enough hours in the day

Nor money in the check

The floors need sweeping,

the rugs need beat

Never enough days in a week. 

Day Two: Stars (Prompt)

There is magic 

in looking up to the stars

Smokey campfires, cool nights

Far enough out there

that they're the only light

Dreams and wishes

swirl and float throughout 

Calm settles in,

it's so big out there

but this little piece of it

It's good 

Day One: (Prompt) Book Page

Find a book, turn to page 28. Pick 10 words that interest you. Use 7 in your poem.

Ordinarily you wouldn't have thought it
but again and again,
your thoughts linger
Growing worries,
the most troublesome rising to the surface
A black mark on your heart
Trust no longer immaculate
No balm,
no medicine
can soothe this ill

Words: immaculate, lingered, ordinary, marked, richest, growing, medicine, enabled, rising, existence.

Day Thirteen: Personal, No Prompt

And my whole world shook

With my fingers on his pulse

The importance of this moment

Hammered in to me

This was how

things should always be

Day Twelve: Personal, No Prompt

After a while

The line between

Yours and mine,

Well it gets blurred. 

How much am I allowed

To care about yours?

What is mine?

How do we know?

Probably the only way to tell

Would be to cut ties,

Jump ship. 

So I hope

I never find out. 

Day Eleven: Personal Promt (House Hunting)

A house

Made up of rooms,

of work. 

So full of stories

some not yet written

Potential is the currency

they trade in

And love

is what fills them. 

Day Ten: Personal Prompt (Letter)

It wouldn't be right,
to leave you out of this.
You've been in and out
of all my writing for so long
It seems like forever.

Do you realize I miss you?
I do.
It's been a long time
hopefully not too much more.

It was always a different feel,
but a strong one.
Let's not leave it behind
Let's not forget

Day Nine: Personal, No Prompt

We slipped away

It wasn't dark

But no one noticed ether way

Hand in hand

There were commitments

But they were left

Tossed to the side

A dream, a nightmare

Who can tell

Day Eight: Personal Prompt (Patterns)

A soft kiss

And a longing you'll miss

An ache that goes to the bone

After you've been left alone

Day Seven: Personal, No Prompt

She had forgotten, 

why she'd kept her distance. 

Why she avoided falling into love. Because that led to needing someone. 

And the pain that came with that 

seared through her, 

reminding her why 

she hadn't wanted to love. 

She couldn't afford to lose them now, 

she had needs again.

Day Six: No Prompt

A song,
a story told at night
Made to keep the monsters at bay.
whispered over an over,
a talisman,
a comfort.
Familiarity,
Repetition.
It grounds you,
keeps you from slipping away.

Day Five: (Personal Prompt) Hesitation

It's hard to eplain
the way I feel
I don't want out
But...

It's only you I want
to spend my days with-
my nights too
But...

It's complicated.
You're my one person
I'm in deep,
sunk
But...

Day Four: Hold On

Hold on to this day

Things have gone right

For the first time in ages

No disappointments,

no tears to shed

So hold on to it. 

Keep it filed away

To look back on,

To remember the good

and let it drown out the bad.

Hold on to this day

It may not come again soon. 

Day Three: Tenitive Prompt (Finish an Old Poem)

His body knows

Just how far she'd go

But his mind resists

Prays she won't give in

It is an unsure agreement,

tentative 

They want it

But they don't. 

An escape that shouldn't be taken

Along a well traveled route

He wants her,

She likes him

But he's not hers. 

Day Two: (personal, no prompt)

Things are very different

I never saw myself here

So willing to commit

Ready to make the plunge

I'm sorting and packing

Folding away

Those little parts of myself

That never meant it to happen

It's a strange four letter word

That can move you so far