
As the ink flows
the poetry is lighter than prose.
writing poetry
seems to release
emotional turmoil
that prose does not.
though I enjoy the pen
lifting for prose
poetry is the release
I so often need.

As the ink flows
the poetry is lighter than prose.
writing poetry
seems to release
emotional turmoil
that prose does not.
though I enjoy the pen
lifting for prose
poetry is the release
I so often need.

So I normally do a small break of sorts during two months of the year from my normal posts. April and November. The reason for this is I am posting daily poetry and the other posts are just a bit much to add on. I will return to the weekly posts in May (Maybe. I am considering doing mermay this year. Which would mean an art post daily instead via instagram links.) Regardless there will be content, just not the Same posts I usually do.
the prompt can be found here

For though I had not written
in a score of days,
the pen seemed to have
a life of its own as I wrote
in a complete haze.
Poetry flowed loosely
from my mind as if I had
breached a dam at last.
the pen and I were
joined as one,
and I myself
found poetry done.
the prompt can be found here

the ink will dry
faster than
tears fill the ocean.
writing for art
feels better than
writing for emotion.
so I think I
will write my poetry
for sake of poetry.
removing the weight
of love, hate,
joy, and sorrow.
So you found a new book?
Or maybe you just published one?
Did you find a new webcomic that you like?
Or a song you think everyone should hear?
No need for explanation…Just Share it.
You find a good deal that you think we should all see? Just share!
Or hey even a joke you think too fun not to share, Just share it.
Post links in the comments.
Occasionally I will too.
I always have at least one day when the prompt doesn’t work for me. I have a folder of saved prompts for that purpose. today the folder was helpful. the prompt is : when the wind calls

As the ink flows
my mind starts to grow,
pushing poetry on the page
to weave the life into a stage.
writing poetry
for no other reason
than I can,
so time to put
pen to page again.

my desk is piled high and I am desperately trying trying to get caught up.
I am so far behind because of the flare that I am struggling to keep from sending my body back in to a meltdown state.
so I may not be able to meet deadlines. I am going to try. but I am not aiming to be down again.