The haiku is my choice for the sleep prompt.
Curled up in my arms
You were intoxicating
And I could not sleep
Las Vegas, whose magic cast a spell, enchanted me to stay.
Eat, drink, play, explore, she beckoned.
The magic of her strip of dreams, fulfilled and dashed, of winners and losers.
Her bridges filled with homeless and beggars can’t spoil her brightness.
She’s like Circe, the Goddess of Magic, to whom Odysseus didn’t succumb, but remained for the feast and wine.
I am taking an online course called Writing 101. I will be writing a poem a day. I’m starting late so I need to catch up as the 4th poetry prompt has been posted.
I hope you will enjoy my poetry!
My #ReblogWednesday is this lovely poem by Luke Otley. Read more of his poetry at lukeotley.com
There was the bus
beastly, pulling up
I sprinted, nimble in my winkle-pickers
thinking ‘ahh, there she goes’
in a lurching, twerking cloud of fetid stink
It’s funny; in your rushed make-up
lines climbed around your eyes like the
footprints of tiny sea birds
in a riverbed
‘Two winters is too long’, I thought
There must be
a place for me
in the sun
The is my first assignment for an online poetry course.
The heavier the weight
I crave clear droplets of you
And sweat you away