Creating Poem with Prompts Process
Poem One. Palette
Poem One Palette She sits on a blank canvas staring into the wind Her pair of greyish-blue eyes blend into the breeze She sits in a quiet place of her soul, Where things doesn’t need to flow, She breathes in a thin drift of silence She sways to the rhythm of the verse She exhale as she reaches for her envelopes to compose her thoughts to pen down her oughts
Poem Two I grew and I have outgrown this chapter The old house I am in no longer fits Thou I tried to mends the leaks It snapped, it crashed, it threw a big fit I picked up my roots and take a leave In my house I will put a beautiful tree A big snuggly sofa to sit and drink All whom in the room are the ones I trust and treasure the most Here is where I thrive afloat In the corner of the room lies a box A box of things I no longer need Yet I kept it to remind my needs
Poem Three. Egged
Poem Three— I shot an arrow at the sun It hit, I didn't miss It popped and the yellow yolk came gliding down like bliss It's warm It's fuzzy the greeny hill that I stood on is now overflowing and glistering It drips it seeps into the tiniest cracks It fills the hollow gap in between the valley and me I look at my reflection as I ponder its taste it's sweet it's savoury It's crispy it's salty bits and pieces of familiarity overwhelm me I sat down and took a bite before lying down in the running yellow pit thinking about what it could've been
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