I have just the right picture that will not shatter or blow your mind away- i need it here- but guide your creative process as we go smoothly into Daily Wisdom Words Picture Writing Exercise. The words are
shattered and glass.Β Picture credit goes to
Debby.
- See picture
- Compose a write inspired by picture with words in title
- Use #DWWPWE
- Share with us
Remember, it does not count if you do not invite someone to the prompt. Note, you have to be a member to be able to leave a comment. Want to join us?Β
CLICK HERE. I am Abuh Monday. I will be your host. Let us do this!
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Window Pain
Because I Gaze to Know Her
Friendly Come She into me
her Window holds fast
so Loquaciously
Steady we Go In
Ways she only knows
No idol thoughts Break thru
Home is the Church where
Prayers send a Splendor
In the glass to rest Her
for Kingdom Come
#poetrylovers
I thought i saw fairies
with silken wings
moving through perennial greens
it was just a dream
filled with poetic merriment
air proverbial with sounds
glass clinking soothing
the shattered silence
of this white n black night
unravelling mysteries
of tender mercies.
Shattered days
Filled with
New thoughts
Even though
I look through the glass
To an uncertain future
I plan to have a blast
Live for today
Live with your soul
Your heart will pump blood
Till our bodies are no more
When?
That is only for
The universe to know
Just Breathe
That is so right…just breathe. Good one Reenie!
Thank you my friend!
Glass Moments
Glass moments shatter time
haunting our dreams
we walk them home
photographing our surprise
Memories of their footprints
wallpaper our minds
stepping into tomorrow
I’ve forgotten my way
Your eyes plead for mine
will we ever really know
time’s keys unlock us
as we go on our way.
I so need new adjectives to describe your poetry!
Anyone?! No seriously anyone?! Why my friend youβre stuck with beautiful! ππ₯
Thank you so much, Reenie! ο»Ώπο»Ώ
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Hi Abuh. Is there a way to remove the images we add to a write? That image I used above? Can we delete it? Thanks!
Let me see what i can do Rob.
Done. You didn’t like it?
I used it for the line in my write “Your eyes plead for mine” at the last second when I posted the write here and I didn’t consider other intrepretations. Images and color mean different things to people, so I need to think more when I select images. Thanks very much, Abuh!
That is very thoughtful. I will do the same thing too. Thanks for joining the prompt today. I am going to surprise you tomorrow. Wait for it.
Hahahahaha! Thatβs funny π·π·π·π·π
I know I accidentally added the wrong picture today. So Iβd like to know this too, Please!
This is a poem I once wrote when I was at the peak of my depression. I’m grateful every second of my life that I’ve been able come out of that period since.
So deep are my wounds & my fears
Niagra Falls come to borrow some tears
So shattered to pieces are my heart & veins
Bullets in wars keep picking my brains
Such is my torture that whenever I burn
Straight from hell, the devil comes to learn
So neglected am I by the universe
My own shadow calls me a curse!
And when that happens, curses say in anger
We’re not THAT bad, this is downright slander!
I want a way out but how can I be free,
When even Satan says,
You’re too much for me!
What are you gotta make me cry! This one tore my heart. But buddy Iβm glad youβre here you are the best cohost a girl could ask for! ππππππ€
Every sense of it is completely artistic…though i cannot dismiss the fact that you were in a sad state when this was written…just wanted to say that i felt every bit of it…and guys this not just a prompt…it is where we hang out, our safe poetic pub. A place where we drink poetry to stupor.
Doh Bart
Arrogant not brainy or smart
Clever a whoopee
He thinks he’s free
See him wiggle that butt
Homer, Marge, Maggie, Lisa
And not forgetting Bart
POEM BY KARL WOMACK
Ha ha-did homers bottom shatter glass or something π€·ββοΈβοΈππ€£π€£π€£π€
Hahahaha…you tell me!