Into the Wild – Day 4

scythe the fields my mind is lavender & there's raw wilderness in his touch © Grace Black Welcome to the October Poetry Journey!   I've done this fanatic challenge before but this one's worth a redo for sure!   Today is Day 4 of #OctPoWriMo  join me, 31 poems in 31 days. Do you dabble in [...]

We’re All Ruined

Thirst, a Crime and Punishment. Point Omega---A Thousand Mornings of Careless People, Whisk(e)y Distilled Passionate Hearts, Chasers of the Light leave Lullabies of Dirty Pretty Things... © Grace Black   National Poetry Month: Day 10   Prompt: "Book spine" poem. Loved this one!   30 poems in 30 days. Do you dabble in word play [...]

Reign

there are two moons, in a sunset, no one can see. he tampered with dying light, the mouth-breath of creation and snuffed her soul, squandered her hopes and dreams. powerless man, wielding control of nothing---in the end, she breathes. © Grace Black National Poetry Month: Day 9   Prompt: Something you're afraid to write about. [...]

Wilde

she hated the gaudy beauty of roses their impatient thorns eager to pierce lovesick flesh © Grace Black National Poetry Month: Day 8   Prompt: Flower poem [a poem taken from my book. Three Lines pg. 84]   30 poems in 30 days. Do you dabble in word play as well? Let's create 30 in [...]

Journey (redo)

The narrative of my flesh is erupting now, and I cannot pull the stars any closer toward my mouth. So I swallow whole the entire night sky and flee with only memory of foreign moons and tears of crystal ache; an afterbirth of a life expelled. a life with confines and constraints that I choke [...]