FREE SPIRITS

#94

6. Alcohol/Drugs

She holds the needle
in her hands,
craving that swirl
of ecstasy
when suddenly,
a new flutter
arises in her
belly.

She smiles
and thanks her
unborn baby
for the reminder.

#95

7. 10-13 lines

If he isn't ready
to be in a
committed relationship
with anyone but himself,
it won't matter
how good you treat
and take care of him,
it won't matter
that you show him
nothing but love and loyalty -

a man who isn't ready
just won't care.

#96

8. Metaphor/Simile

Hurricane eyes
searched for a
rescue team or
another survivor,

she couldn't bare
the thought that
she was the only
person left on
an island called
nostalgia.

#97

1. One animal/one number

A snow leopard prances
within the wet mush,
three cubs trailing
behind her looking
for guidance to
a place called home.

#98

2. Wild card

Tadpoles danced along
the puddle as I swept
my hand from side
to side,
greetings from
human to Amphibian.

#99

3. Life

Life is zooming
past me in a way
that I can't keep up.

Day to day,
it seems like the
same routine but
when I look back...

everything's changed.

#100

4. Club name

The voice of
the moon chants
and revives the
lost souls that
are battered
and broken.

#101

5. Form - Florette

Owls hoot, trees slowly quake,
don't shoot, I'm awake!

#102

6. Alcohol/Drugs

THC roams through
his cupboards and
within a minute,
he has a munchie
mountain piled
next to him -

ready to devour
the side effect
of marijuana.

#103

7. 10-13 lines

Oh, please...
do not lay
there and play
victim to the
cries of your
own demise.
You have trampled
over what little
friendship we
had left!

#104

8. Metaphor/Simile

Autumn lives
within my veins.
I need to feel
warm within a
hoodie and
bonfires to
decide my plans
for the night.

#105

1. One animal/one number

A trail of a thousand
ants travel along
the side of a
white ash tree,

decaying wood
becomes the
home for millions.

#106

2. Wild card

Inspiration creeps
within her bones
and imagination
migrates from
tendon to tissue
to reach the soul.

#107

3. Life

Sometimes we
are lead to
unsettled waters
so that we can
teach ourselves
to swim even
when we can't
keep our head
above the water.

#108

4. Club name

Sometimes all
it takes is the
work of
helpful strangers
to make us smile.

116

4- poetry club name

As the moon sits graciously in side your eyes
The poet in me rise up.As as I recite romance,
Fragments of poetry linger upon this breeze
Creating our future.

#117

5. Dilemma (Quinzaine)

We met after many dawns.
Should I come to you?
Or move on?

#118

6. Untitled

What's the beauty in consuming drugs?
What pleasure does it provides?
Just a prolonged slumber,
a numbness divine?
Life is beautiful!
What makes you crave for
these useless evils?
When you can live with your eyes open,
why to waste it for nothing!

#119

7. Obsession

I have nibbled the bread of lust,
consuming
an obsession.
It kept lingering around my senses,
like the fragrance of a freshly cooked food,
wanting to be devoured by a ravenous soul.
And now that I have digested it,
it flows within my blood
making my heart crazily in love
for its pointless desire
.
.
.
.
.
I am living the madness!

#120

8. Winters

Winters for her
were like disney stories-
Beautiful, perfect and
providing meaning to her life.
She enjoyed the snow
like a kid-
making snowballs and snowman.
Winters could be so amazing-
Filled with the warmth of life!

#121

1. Caged birds

How many knots
have I opened?
How many are left to open?
If only I could free
those caged birds
which sing beneath my belly,
will I realize that I gained freedom
not one, but many.

#122

2. True love

When our days symbolise the freshness of a virgin rose,
its Love
When our nights nests in the beauty of our serenade,
its Love
But when one winter evening,
your wrinkled touch
would still revive my old skin
with the warmth of our love story,
Our hearts would whisper, 'Its true love'

#123

3. Life

Life is precious
and so is every person
who belong to it.
For when you lose life,
you realize
how amazing was
every aspect of it.

#124

4. Free Spirits

Like free spirits,
I wish to unbottle every
word I possess
and spread it across the
lines of a page
and write a poetry
which would make every heart smile.

125

5 formed poetry
(mini mono verse)

Birds will sing
As bells ring
Children swing
Grazed knee stings
In the spring

PLEASE NOW USE YOUR NEW PROMPTS

126

1 - use veical and weather

Moon light illuminates the dark forest,
rain collides with the windscreen of my
car. My tires lose grip as skid into mother
Natures children.

#133

8. Love

The words that
hung off his lips
tore across the
room and shattered
what was left
of her heart.

She trembled,
holding in the
tears that
begged to stream
down like a
waterfall.

#134

1. Transportation/Weather

The rain fell sideways
as she trudged through
the water that lingered
on the road,

the wind shot left
and her car swept right
into a trench of misery.

Headlights shone
towards the the sky
signaling for any
sign of help in
this storm called hell.

#135

2. 3 verses, 3 lines each.

Three verses,
three lines each.
Boo boo boo.

Three verses,
three lines each.
Wah wah wah.

Three verses,
three lines each.
I suck, I suck, I suck.

#136

3. Royalty

The Queen sighed
and placed the
crown atop her head,

even though the
troubles of her kingdom
are wearing her down,
she must wear a
smile and rule
her kingdom with
confidence.

#137

4. First Time

The first time I
held my baby niece,
I cooed at the
thought of having
one of my own.

A head full of hair
and a heart full
of innocence,

oh, how I love her so.

#138

5. Wild card

She held her arms
and walked along
the ocean,
gazing into the
vastness as the
sun slowly sunk
down,
praying that her
fisherman would
return home
safely tonight.

#139

6. Form

My name is Hannah,
I don't like bananas,
they taste kind of funky,
I'm no monkey.

#140

7. Piece of clothing

In a flash,
she pulled
on mismatched socks
and rushed out the door,

late late late
for work.

She sped through
2 red lights and
barely missed a dog,
only to get there
and realized she
forgot her shoes.

#141

8. Love

She stepped into
the doorway and
watched her newlywed
husband cook dinner
for the two of them,

he mumbled
curse words to himself
as he burnt his hand
and dropped the spatula.

It didn't matter if
the dinner was disgusting,
it mattered that he tried.

#142

1. Untitled

As he runs towards the pavement,
the sight of an old couple
catches his eyes.
With a generous smile,
he approaches them.
"Hello there!
What a beautiful morning it is!",
he says, while he snatches the keys
off the old man's hand and
wards them off, making his way
for their sparkling green Ford.
Riding for several hours,
town to countryside,
he parks the car near
a secluded, old factory
.
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Morning, evening
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Nights, days
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.
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Winter, summer, autumn, monsoon
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The car is dusty, pale and old.

Wednesdays prompts are up :)

#151

1. Untitled

And when aloofness dawned,
it met me.
Etched with wrinkles,
it spoke to me with faded words.
I wrapped it tight within my fingers
for it was your only memory left within me.

#152

Prompt 2 > Club member name

The poet behind the poems
weaved words of wisdom.
His stories were enchanting
which held within, a thousand memories
of the kings of the past.