For the second week, here are my vsspoem prompts! I enjoyed some of them and was challenged by others. They always start off as short stories and then I remember they’re poems!
That silliness pretty much sums up my week. Got some stuff done around the house and off to get more done!
Hope you guys are all as productive as you want/need to be!
September 15th
The pen scrawled
Across the page
Black ink
Vibrant against
Stark white.
She smiled
As the words
Stumbled Into sentences
On the third page
She stopped
The smile now tears
Their spots marring
Her paragraphs
She signed in scribbles
And kissed the #letter
Goodbye
September 16th
The #Cry for Justice
is answered
with guns, knives,
all sorts of weapons.
And scarcely words.
The people take it
into their own
hands.
Because the scales
are
broken
and
untrusted.
How does this change?
When does this change?
September 17th
(Time zones sometimes screw with my ability to do prompts… Sorry!)
September 18th
My problems are #mountains
that stand tall
despite my
cries.
My worries are #mountains
fierce against wind
and rain
always.
My goals are #mountains
with no summit
to reach
soon.
My life is #mountainous
and they only seem larger
despite my steps towards the top.
September 19th
The grass was burdened with dew
Cool beneath her soft, bare feet
The sun had pulled back its blanket
Its rays of light there to meet
The world seemed to smile at her
Yet she crumbled with defeat
#Serenity was a thing of the past
It was never meant to last
September 20th
#Inertia does not rule my life.
I am constantly
knocked off course.
Change might be
my middle name.
No path to stick to
like some sort of glue.
Not me.
I’m bounced along
from spot to spot
Always thinking its right
But its not.
They tell me so.
Kember's Journey 