2026 PAD Challenge Day 28

2026 PAD Challenge Day 28

my response is :

childhood moments,
so easily forgotten,
skipping river rocks
just for the fun.

making popcorn chains
to throw about recklessly,
hoarding laughter like
the treasure it is.

2026 PAD Challenge Day 27

2026 PAD Challenge Day 27

mu response is :

once upon a time
people believed
that the divine
was represented
in the mother.

so mother became
the name of God
for so many.

Monday Poetry

Poetry

2026 PAD Challenge Day 26

2026 PAD Challenge Day 26

my response is :

today my brain is so foggy
that I feel as if I am playing
solitaire with a deck of 28 cards....
I have forgotten all I need to know

I want to remember,
I really do,
but in the moment
all I find is myself confused..

2026 PAD Challenge Day 24

2026 PAD Challenge Day 24

My response is :

faeries are born
from the laughter
of newborn babies,
or so we are told.

but I believe that
Banshee are made
from forgotten hugs
when loved ones pass.

2026 PAD Challenge Day 23

2026 PAD Challenge Day 23

My response is :

when I thought  
I had forgotten
how to fly,
and it hurt so much
all I could do is cry...

when I realized the wing
was broken and laying loosely
I determined that i must
fly anyways.

2026 PAD Challenge Day 22

2026 PAD Challenge Day 22

my response is :

memories from long forgotten places,
I find myself watching it from a distance
as though I am stuck in a repetitive
dream without any way out.

drifting into something resembling
an active dream of poetry
and possibility

2026 PAD Challenge Day 21

2026 PAD Challenge Day 21

my response is :

when trying to describe
who I am and who I am not
the ink is limited.

there is no clarity
in the darkness
of the ink pot,
even as it empties.

2026 Pad Challenge Day 20

2026 Pad Challenge Day 20
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My Response is:

Perhaps the world has forgotten
the simple pleasures of laying back
watching dragons in flight.

children still dream of them,
so easily as if the dragons
are solid and real...

so why have adults forgotten?

Monday Poetry

Poetry