Morning thoughts… What do ghosts give up? It’s still dark at 4:30 and only August I have no imagination That happened yet I never saw it coming That also happened I saw it coming Instead of leaving I let it happen or I made it happen for/to both of us Is it right to feel [...]
Tag: ghosts
No fingerprints (a poem)
Written while watching the Season 2 finale of Orange is the New Black… Fingerprints are nowhere to be found can they prove there was even a crime? The scene is vacant no signs of life What were they doing there anyway? How do ghosts get by without being noticed? (I don’t believe all that crap [...]
NaPoWriMo 2015, Day 25: The false comfort of five thousand miles (a poem)
Today’s Writer’s Digest April PAD Challenge prompt is to write an ‘across the sea poem’. One thing I will say for their prompts: They’re not very exciting, but they do give you a lot of latitude… Across the sea I wonder if she thinks of me the way I think of her from time to time If [...]
NaPoWriMo 2015, Day 18: Ground out (a poem)
Today’s Writer’s Digest April PAD Challenge prompt turned out to be a tricky one (I accidentally let a stray ‘e’ slip in)—though that may have been mostly to my choice of vowels… Wrought from ghosts too stubborn or too drunk to drown out thoughts hollow’d out by words not found out of bounds Rough shadows old songs [...]
My First Friends
Today's writing prompt: Tell us about your first friend. Similar to a lot of folks (or so I am assuming), my first friends were imaginary. They were a pair of ghosts named Boo and Oo. I'm not a hundred percent sure, but, based on their names, I suspect they were siblings. That would make sense; [...]
