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Prompt: (verb) to move to action
Promptly: (adverb) : very quickly or immediately
Poetry: a form of writing that no one ever reads
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September 4, 2025 at 8:30am
September 4, 2025 at 8:30am
#1096591
It was just a yellow afternoon
We didn't know it was the last chance day.
But there on the table lay,
All the words we would never say.

I was twenty-five that year.
I remember feeling old,
And those secrets we never told,
Fearful of what the silence might hold.

We were so stupid young back then,.
Still,I cannot would not change it now.
I wanted all that love would allow
But we became other people, somehow

I was twenty-five that year.
Once, I wish I’d been bolder,
Rested my head on your shoulder.
But that was when I was twenty-five -
And now, I am older.



Written for "Promptly Poetry Challenge (2025-2026)Open in new Window.

Round 6 Week 3

Prompt -In celebration of WdC's 25th Anniversary,
write a poem involving the number 25 or
a birthday/anniversary celebration.
September 1, 2025 at 5:57am
September 1, 2025 at 5:57am
#1096280

I want to comfort you in your darkness
to show you the light that is coming.
I want you to see how it is held
in the shadowy arms of giants.
They let it fall in drops from fluttering fingers
upon the fresh breath of morning.
How it glistens! in dewy kisses on the grass.

I want you to be inspired, I want you
to rise with me in the fire at daybreak.
I want to be a new flame
burning in your cheeks.
Let me dry the tears that soak your pillow,
and I will quench the bitter streams that flow
from the aching loneliness of your dreams.



PPC 6

Prompt/Week # 2

Use these words in your poem:
KISS - DAYBREAK - TEAR (or tears)
August 24, 2025 at 6:29am
August 24, 2025 at 6:29am
#1095853
I remember August,
its spikes of brown grass
scratching and stabbing
between my toes.

I remember the crabapple,
how it seized my cheeks
in a pucker
so I hucked it at the tree trunk.

I remember the circle
dripping juice and flesh
fresh on wrinkled bark -
the mark of summer alliances.

I remember a circle of kings.
A council holding court
sitting on tree limbs and
surveying our sunny kingdom,
ruling by divine right of Summer.





Written for "Promptly Poetry Challenge (2025-2026)Open in new Window.

Round 6 Week 1

Prompt/Week # 1


Title your poem:

I Remember

and then write a poem about a memory, real or imagined.
August 5, 2025 at 5:44am
August 5, 2025 at 5:44am
#1094738
two hundred million miles
and nothing in the space between
speeding in your godship
spinning in protective hibernation
far from the discomfort of
“how was your day?”
and “should we move to Fresno?”
no decisions about dinner
or furniture or
about us
no trying to fill the space between
two lost souls
whose hearts fail to launch
leaving only the empty space
in the place between
here and Mars



Written for Promptly Poetry 5 Week 52

Prompt -
The title of your poem should be

The Place In Between
July 31, 2025 at 9:39am
July 31, 2025 at 9:39am
#1094434
Truth
chafes like a belt,
two notches too small
for all we accept.

So we choose
the lie, an excuse -
its fit is loose.



Word Count: 24


Written for PPC 5 Week #51
"Promptly Poetry Challenge (2025-2026)Open in new Window.

Prompt: Write a poem that is no more than 25 words long.
July 29, 2025 at 6:59am
July 29, 2025 at 6:59am
#1094310
My heart dropped
and spilled its contents on the floor,
a box of unwanted memories
I kept locked behind a door.

Like shadows
their exaggerated forms,
mimed the past while they mocked me,
stirred the dust up into storms.

What a task
to gather all the pieces to reposit,
then to neatly forget all about you
once back in memory’s closet.



Written for "Promptly Poetry Challenge (2025-2026)Open in new Window.


Week 50
Prompt - a locked door
July 19, 2025 at 6:28am
July 19, 2025 at 6:28am
#1093683
What are the chances
that a melody can bring so much to me
memories of you,
teaching and guiding me?

What are the chances
that the music of my life
began on vinyl discs
that you spun on the hi-fi?

Secret moments
when the parents were away
a jigsaw spread upon the table
the sibling-babysitter
playing dee-jay
and the forbidden beats
of rock n roll
were soothed by the dulcet ballads
of Johnny Mathis

What are the chances
that we all wore silly grins
and a smile still creeps across my face
with the memory of you?

Though time and loss
separate us now
I would thank you if I could
And tell you that
after all these years
the chances are awfully good.


Written for "Promptly Poetry Challenge (2025-2026)Open in new Window.

Prompt/Week # 49


Write about a song you love.

Ideas:
Think about how the song makes you feel.
Does it bring back memories for you?
Does the song remind you of someone? Who?


July 11, 2025 at 6:21am
July 11, 2025 at 6:21am
#1093220
Change

catastrophic circumstance

sudden catalyst for change
unwelcome and unbidden
exposing fears once hidden
shifting stable foundations
stirring new aspirations

cracking open the future



Written for "Promptly Poetry Challenge (2025-2026)Open in new Window.

Week 48

In celebration of the 7th day of the 7th month,
write a poem with 7 lines and 7 syllables per line!

You choose the topic.

July 8, 2025 at 6:37am
July 8, 2025 at 6:37am
#1093018
Cupcakes and lemonade,
A marching band, a big parade,
A colorful banner that you made,
That is not my birthday.

Confetti and ribbons on the floor,
Gifts and gushes of love galore,
While I shout: “Give me more!”
That is not my birthday,

A quiet day, at home relaxing
No “To Do” list, nothing taxing
No one mentions the date that’s passing
This is a day like any other and definitely not my birthday so don’t mention it on Facebook. Please!




Written for "Promptly Poetry Challenge (2025-2026)Open in new Window.

Prompt Week 47

Image: a table with gifts set up for a party
July 7, 2025 at 8:16am
July 7, 2025 at 8:16am
#1092976
The voice drones on in my ear.

I am attentive, at first.
The words are meaningful
but grow ever more hypnotic.
I become still,
fearful to dislodge the airpod.

My head, carefully positioned
upon the pillow -
that was perfectly shaped
until I shifted it slightly,
and now, refuses to conform.

Then, once again I wake.

The voice has gone
and I squint at the clock
It refuses to say five
and displays a time starting with two.
The wait for morning is agonizing.

I thrash until my shoulders stop aching
But my ribs tell me
this bed is made of stone
I think to start the lecture again
alas, the battery is lifeless.

I am left with only my own thoughts,
the hum of the box fan,
and hope in the clock.


Written for "Promptly Poetry Challenge (2025-2026)Open in new Window.

Prompt/Week # 46


Write about the feelings you experience or things you notice
while waiting for something.


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