August Prompts for year 2019
08/11/2019
For she sails through storms
And when winds don’t go her way
She adjusts her sails
She treads through rough lands
And when earth couldn’t hold her
Dreams become anchors
She’s a believer
And when faith loses power
She comes home to love
08/10/2019
Blistered…
Raw, real, unfiltered
Weary in all brazen surrender
Hidden within wounds uncovered
Wounded…
Hurt, torn, undaunted
In all glory of his tattered armor
Smiling, strong, my one true warrior
Broken…
Defeated, tired, unspoken
Striding across stones and wreckage
Of what used to be my regal visage
Found…
Shaken, faith unbound
I stood there frozen, hope forsaken
Barren of life and death mistaken
—
” He showed me his scars,
(Madeline Miller)
and in return he let me pretend
that I had none. “
08/09/2019
of sun pops and tear drops
of tiny ashen gold pots
of scars and smiling sad screens
of a million and one musings
of heartbeats and heartaches
of faithful believings
of a few thousand mistakes
of wishful overthinkings
I maybe all stitches and tapeworks
But my spirit is whole…
In a galaxy of broken fixtures
I am a constellation
I am but one.
Yet versions of me exist in shards
of biased consciousness.
I am but whole.
Yet I appear only in fractions
of knitted perceptions.
In all scattered fractals
of fragmented memory
Will you hold my pieces whole?
Please don’t make me make you tell me…
08/08/2019
Let’s sing of our morrows
in velvety tunes
and paint us futures
under frosty moons
Let’s kiss all our sorrows
with sapphire goodbyes
And cherish forever
under indigo skies
For when all of heavens
bleed it’s midnight hues
You shall be my beloved
And I, your muse
08/07/2019
Stop.
Stop crying to other people’s tears!
Stop bearing other people’s pain!
Stop fighting other people’s battles!
Stop losing to other people’s games!
I have been calling out for you
from deep within these horrid walls
sending you my loudest whispers
begging you ‘please, just hear my calls’
I’m here, it’s me, please let me out!
I will cry for us both.
Let me feel our pain, and fight our battles
Let me do for us what you won’t
So to you, my dearest, ‘stronger’ half,
Please don’t forget about me.
I may be weak and too naive,
but I’m a part of you, you see…
You…are more than this.
We are.
‘I couldn’t whisper when you needed it shouted.’
(- Hozier / Shrike)
08/06/2019
There’s never enough…
silence within her loudest laughter
nor spaces between her hollowed rhymes
no sweet taste of her calmest anger
can paint the darkest of her stormy nights
For there’s just not enough poetry
that can ever really truly describe
that gentle chaos that lies within her-
carved into wonders by her truest lies
and so she writes again.
08/05/2019
Come take my soul to places
Of wonders far unknown.
Discover all my phases,
Destroy these walls I’ve grown.
I long not for perfection;
What I need is something true.
Obscured from all deception
Make this broken heart anew.
Promise me no sweetest lies
Let actions speak your truth.
End my sullen soul’s demise,
Restore my absolutes…
—
coddiwomple
(n.) to travel in a purposeful manner
towards a vague destination
—
08/04/2019
I am fire
I bring blaze
I spring desire
with sweet disgrace
I am the devil
I bring the light
to mundane spirits
with earthen spite
sin was freedom
I breathe sinister
in all my kingdom
I am THE Lucifer:
the rebel,
the powerful,
the ruler of hell…
punisher, invincible;
Desires? Do tell.
and then you came around
brazen, uninvited
brave to my astound
a light I never vetted
slowly you took over
the cracks of my core
i hated all your clever
tho I loved you all the more
you’re truly terrifying,
and beautiful, and warm-
not the warm I’m used to live in
it is different, there’s no harm
I am curious
I am scared
but more over…
I think I care.
ah, my sweet undoing
let my darkness melt
to your gentlest touch.
* * *
08/03/2019
‘It seems to me, that love could be labeled poison and we’d drink it anyways.’ (- atticus)
often I’d imagine me
walking beside you
laughing at sweet nothings
enjoying the same views
holding hands while walking,
sharing an umbrella,
dancing to the raindrops falling
-I’d be your prima donna
funny how these thoughts of us
have kept my hopes from dying
I thought that we could never be
but still I kept on dreaming
and so today I walk the aisle
with tears and memories
watching you with your nervous smile
awaiting your destiny
with sweaty palms I reach for you
and you chuckled; arms wide open
it felt like an eternity then you said
“thanks for making this happen”
two taps on my back, I stepped aside
and watched you two together
there you were, with your lovely bride
and I, your best friend ever
—
Kalopsia
(n.) The delusion of things
being more beautiful
than they really are
—
08/02/2019
kiss silent all the chaos
bring peace to my rains
enfold my dimming spirit
with warmth from your solace
keep embers of my memories
cached in constellations
let the skies be galleries
to my lucid installations
bring freedom to my durance
come save me from oblivion
and heal my broken melodies
with songs of your sweet clarion
“Flower, gleam and glow
Let your power shine
Heal what has been hurt
Change the Fates’ design”
Sparkles and Poetry 