#PoetryPrompt

[a-silentpoet]

Absolution

ABSOLUTION

forgive me father for I have sinned.

the back seat of the car reminds me

of a confessional;

on my knees, her body

wrapped around me

head resting on my shoulder

like a fallen angel

condensation envelopes the windows

a curtain to hide

our sweat-laden bodies and

each word we whisper from god

soon we will taste bliss and

drink the sweet wine

of communion, as

my shallow breath,

and her moans

betray

our coming absolution

[monthlywritingchallenges]

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Start the new year with creativity and inspiration! Different song will guide your stories, drabbles, or poems, focusing on themes of new beginnings, hope, and growth.

✨ Prompts inspired by meaningful lyrics and melodies.

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[lorienfae]

So easy to get lost

in all the geometry, our points of reach

— these rabbit hole intersections —

scatter like varying function curves on an infinite

graph...

we blunder and stir in this plane of existence

that plays so coy, strumming

heartstrings

and sketching our emotions in dots and lines;

and I am weary of all the undefined that litters the being, my ethos still seeks

to feel your heart.

© Anna S. 2024

[jenrogue]

When We Outgrow Our Bones

So, October is here, which means poetry prompt time is over. BOOOO!!! Incase you missed it, during the month of September my friend Kat Savage and I hosted a series of poetry prompts called When We Outgrow Our Bones. It was so much fun to read what everyone came up with and this morning the hashtag had nearly 3,000 pieces attached to it! Wow guys, wow. That means the world to us. I hope to…

[luizacastro]

Hoje pensei em você, nossa, mas que novidade. Quando o assunto é sofrer, meus pensamentos não têm nenhuma piedade.

Minha mente está tão fértil, pois foi plantado tantas ilusões. Sempre colhendo o que não quero: tristeza, mágoas e decepções.

São dias tão escuros; não tenho mais nada para me acender. Estou morta e sem rumo; vago sozinha, no meu vazio, sem ninguém.

Será que você algum dia vai voltar? Eu acho que não. Tento ilusões não plantar, mas sempre nascem as frutíferas esperanças.

[bigfeelinghuman]

False Identity Where can I find myself When the mirror refuses My own reflection But instead reveals The lips you kissed The cheeks you caressed The hands you held The eyes you gazed into When do I get myself back?

-BigFeelingHuman

[padrespaleale]

Wrote this from a prompt on Threads which is the first line: “I wish the rain would wash away.” I wish the rain would wash awaythe acrid smell of cordite and ashWash away the tears and criesof the child buried beneath the rubble,of what was once his homeI wish the rain would wash awaythe hate and fear that clings to the skinmaking us clean once moreto see the human within

[sircharlesthepoet]

Tomorrow, Maybe I Won’t Give Up

I gave up on my dreams today. I will tomorrow as well.

Daily writing promptWhat’s your #1 priority tomorrow?View all responses Photo by Sebastian Sørensen – Pexels Every day, I give up on my dream.So I tell myself, I shalltry again tomorrow. But tomorrow comes. Tomorrow always comes!And that’s the problem.Every day, I give up on my dream.My dedication flares; my ambition enlightens; my legs ripenand, into another world, I depart!But this path.…

[travelwithmestranger]

For @sgreggwrites February Prompts Pic edit @travelwithmestranger . . #sgreggprompts #travelwithmestranger #poetryprompt #poetryprompts #writingprompts #creativewriting #writersofinsta #communityofpoets #poetrybooks #heartbreakpoetry #instapoets #buddingpoet #sadpost #sadpoems #poetryslams #poetryaccount #poetsandwriters #poetryandart #poetsandartists #wordtherapy #darkpoetry #darkpoetrysociety #foreverlove #lovequotesandsayings #spilledthoughts #missyouquotes #poetryforlovers #sadlovequotes #poeticreveries_ #newpoetspotlight (at Uttar Pradesh, India) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpLQHTnhv6b/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[primrosestjames]

UNIVERSE 11 word poem using the #lnpprompt ‘Universe’ ✨ #poetry #poetryprompts #poetryprompt #poetryporn #poet #poets #poetsofinstagram #writing #writer #writersofinstagram #writingcommunity #poetrybooks #book #books #booksbooksbooks #booksofinstagram #bookstagrammer #bookstagram #love #loveislove #loveislove🌈 #universallove #bre_stjames (at Concord, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CnqDjoMrevC/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[mebradyauthor]

This is a small win for me this week, but I've decided to celebrate EVERY win this year, no matter the size. My 1st Canva. 💗 I've been on a journey the last few years & I've rediscovered, ME. #poetsofinstagram #poetryprompt #poetry #poems #canva #win #mywritingjourney #selfcare #selfdevelopment #selfdiscovery https://www.instagram.com/p/CnpZMW9PcX8/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[mother-rearest]

#Miraquill #simile #writersnetwork #writersofinstagram #poetryprompt #wod #prosepractice #poetrycommunity #ghostwriting #prosepractice @Miraquill @writersnetwork @writerscommunity_ @poet_art @poetrydelivery #language #voice #riseup Follow @lunarfluxdivine on @miraquillapp #miraquill #mirakee #poems #poetry #writersnetwork #quotes #quote #writersofinstagram #stories #ttt #quoteoftheday #writersofig #writersofmirakee #wordporn #writing #writer https://www.instagram.com/p/CnBkBaou4NiOcf4o6EeZEb-HjflZUnrazxDZtY0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[amor-saca-amor]

frankly...

[lorienfae]

Blur of a whirl, swirling in a murmur of voices, cacophony strewn forth in v-shaped wing-flight —

love is just an echo shaping energy into rain and haloes, water running down my face, like tears, as heart effaces the silence in orbit —

pulsing

— and we all forget to spin, because love feels so still, love feels so still.

© Anna S. 2024

[jenrogue]

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[senlair]

sea

don’t want to fight in any battle.

I don’t want to earn titles.

I don’t want to belong to any sect or religion, and I don’t want to fight out of love for any belief.

I don’t want money or power, acceptance, or love from anyone.

I just want to lie on a high mountain for hours under the scorching sun, completely bare, until I start to melt.

I want to die while melting.

I want to melt, just melt.

I don’t understand the purpose of anything at all. Knowledge fades away, beauty fades away.

I don’t want anything from this life.

I want the sea, just the sea.

I want to love the sea until I become a part of it.

I believe that everything in this life is a distraction from my love for the sea.

Your glances that you throw at me here and there are not like the sea, which embraces me with its breeze whenever I feel suffocated.

And I can really talk to it whenever I want.

And it can love me as I float on it, alive.