Writing Prompt

i saw

daffodils today

and little

white flowers

starting to bloom

it is

a time of

warmth and growth

a time

of love

and forgiveness

so how come

i feel

so cold

and how come

i’m still

short

how come

i can’t

love anyone

and how come

i can’t

forgive

maybe

it’s too early

it’s

only march

i suppose

but the start

of the

raining season

is only

bring

rain from

my own eyes

flowers bloom

within

my ...

today, the son’s a giant ball of fire,

Spilling golden liquid from the sky,

It’s warm love drips like rain,

As we soak it in,

It spreads through us like wildfire,

Settling lazily and happily,

In our bones.

On days like this,

So beautiful and Bright,

I feel your love the most.

Hand in hand forever,

Clean and sober,

Wild and free.

As we stroll beneath the cloud streaked blue,

The world arou...

Spring

Oh the weather just seems so perfect

The rain pats down the window

Pastel colors make their mark

Bunnies run through the fields

Flowers sprout, breaking free of the ground

But not all is great

Thunder and lighting strike down trees

Floods seep through the windows

Pollen and allergies shut your eyes

Oh no, not all is so perfect in the spring

For there are secrets hidden

In the trees

The r...

I wouldn't mind it if you stayed

Somewhere tucked behind a cloud

For just a little longer

Stretching and yawning

With new life in your hands

What is new will surely bloom

It doesn't have to be today

I wouldn't mind peeking out my window

And shaking my head at blankets of snow

Gifting me a valid reason

To cozy up beside the fireplace

With sketches and hot chocolate

And wild roaming dreams ...

New beginnings

Or so they say

Trying to think

Of something new

But its still day in

Day out

Keep safe

Keep healthy

Summer beckons

...

Spring.

A time for abusive fathers.

And flowers.

A time for increased crime.

And newfound lovers.

Spring.

Holds no memories for me.

It is a short time between

summer and winter.

It brings up no past.

I feel nothing

towards spring.

Perhaps spring remembers me despite this.

Perhaps spring has planned something special.

Perhaps not.

No matter how spring feels,

I feel nothing.

Ever.

Neve...

The air races

Gathering whispers and daydreams.

We are alone. Isolated. Together.

Half an hour of freedom

To exercise

Means that they cross

The street

To avoid us.

The air races

Blowing my hair upwards.

Three layers seemed like a lot in the sun,

But not enough in the shade.

The daffodils topple over.

They are unwatched this year.

Their golden crowns are beginning to fall,

As we await the end of...

Like a coiled up Slinky

Quivering with anticipation

For Winter to bow out

And cue me in

Just one small nudge

A soft breath to launch me

Off the parapet

Slooooooowly does it.....

Then it’s off we go

Wooooohooooo!

Gathering momentum

My heart’s singing

My coils zinging

Colours of tulips and daffodils and crocuses and blossom

And new green shoots

Every new step an explosion

Of awe and wonder

Of ...

Spring, oh spring!

It arrived and spread light

O the blooming flowers

O the tender leaves

You make me happy

Despite everything happening around

Spring, oh spring!

Waiting for you all year round

Once you are here

Dancing and lifting toes off the ground

Though this time it’s different

But you got some hope to the listless mind!

...

we are in a dark time

a gloomy, scary, and troubling time

hope has seemed to have been sucked out of the world through a vacuum

and yet

spring has not broken it’s promise

it has shown up

the weather has started to shift

the flowers have begun to bloom

the sky has started to turn to blue

and the sun has begun to shine down on what seems like an endlessly dark world

bringing hope and light with eve...