A Poem

Shall I write a poem

Something cold and dark as my soul

A metaphor

To my love of the sea and moon

Or just another poem

Of you and your stupid

 

No,  I’ve strayed off topic

 

A poem, to write

Nature,

My sweet, sweet nature

Inspire the gods

Muse for my pen

 

A playful taunt

From a well thought out prompt

It’s all I need

To plant my poetry seed

 

So many directions

So many worlds to explore

 

Just a word, or ten to start along

Anticipation grabs

 

Stop…I remember

 

Now that must all wait

For I’ve finished my lunch break

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Prism

An island

This island

Not drifting

Existing

In open space

Where the heart

should feel

Where love

should flow

And empathy

is gold

They are hidden away

On this island

In open space

Waiting

As a prism

To hold in the sun’s light