a place for all of my poetry prompt poems for the first five years. |
| The world swirls with terror. Uncertainty is the only certainty. I want to get off the merry-go-round. Money isn't plenty. Food isn't guaranteed. There's sickness. There's sorrow. We fear tomorrow. Then there are her arms, a magical protective field. Nothing matters except her and I. There is love, joy, peace, if only for a moment, one perfect moment. 13 lines prompt ▶︎ |