Napowrimo 2020 Day 4

Prompt: Write a poem based on an image from a dream. I jump on the train to the coast escaping the turmoil there’s a woman who looks like me I sit next to her and wonder at the mirror between our seats her hat is boho and bold the kind I’d wear if I didn’t…

Flower Nineteen: Heath–Solitude

Emma   I thought about Heath’s answer for days after that.  How could I just be Emma when Marcus didn’t even want to see Emma?  When we met in the hallways at school, he completely brushed past without a word.  He stopped coming to our lessons, and the other thieves had to cover for him…

Halfling: Prologue–Dream, Chapter One–Encounter

I was in the University library, but a cloud of thick fog swirled about from floor to ceiling like the backdrop to some gothic music video from the eighties.  That’s how I knew this had to be a dream. I glided through the mist, browsing the bookshelves until I spotted a book on the top…

Poeming Once a Week #3

when dreams pass on there’s a lifeless dream floating in the air tonight a specter that reaches with wispy gnarled fingers for the one who summoned him but Time shuts the door upon that ancient reverie its fingers disappear mist evaporating into lonely darkness