#W3prompt – Words and Coffee Writing

Wildred

Paint your feet in empty footsteps over uncharted spacious wonders, to bask in the desolate aura of freedom.Tremble in beloved and hapless isolation, under a cloudless sky,to cringe when nature ignores your name.I read about a young man who hitchhiked into Alaskan wilderness,looking for the meaning of life; he lived in an abandoned bus, cameraContinue reading “Wildred”

Tranquil Scape

The escape to tranquility,to waters rushing and still,to the calm of spacewhere water meets sky:the unspoken whisperof past and futureblurred into one present.Alive in tree roots,polished rocks and wrinkled pine needles,the landscape revitalizesdead souls,calls home life’s warmth,and echoes a hopethat reverberatesunder my rib cage. I wrote this poem for the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt #167.Continue reading “Tranquil Scape”

Lemon These Throats

Sliding beyond the brow, the bend of where noise began. We lemon these throats behind us, whispered under night’s edge. We focused on the impossible, bravely kicking up the dust until we become invisible. We scoured our hells, but they couldn’t make runway for the undergrowth. How many more days will we spend, leaderless, hoveringContinue reading “Lemon These Throats”

Winter’s Hope

the wintry world bathesin cold sunlight for mere hoursbefore evening’s shadows overtake–the wind spiraling snowflakesacross county roadslike the veils of ghost brides,howling like the lover lost,the tire tracks fadingthe farther we part from humanityleaving streetlights in the rearviewuntil the morning’s brilliance scours the pavement clean, and we can breathe Hi, all! I am honored toContinue reading “Winter’s Hope”

Where the Seven Rivers Meet

this city that knit our hearts togetherrippling under a setting sunof Kool-Aid colored yarns and heathersthe rivers weaving together to oneunder sunlight’s gaze we’ll stay a whilecatching memories in butterfly netsbasking in nature’s soothing smileany worries this place will surely forgetwe’ll sing the scores of the bluff and rivers, the hidden alleys and burnished brick,cozyContinue reading “Where the Seven Rivers Meet”

Friendship’s Glow

home isn’t determined by birth or naturebut by relationships that carry us throughthe adventures we face with hope or fear,the unknowns that awake in morning dew.aurora, moonglow, and sunny light beam:the shine of friendship guides us through the gloom.it’s the seal that gathers life at its seams.it’s the rich earth allowing flowers to bloom,building offContinue reading “Friendship’s Glow”