Daily Prompts 2776-2800 -

09 November 2015 - 17:55

2776 We are nearly done, let us pause 

2777 The far faint sounds of a winter drum

2778 Paper cuts,sawdust, glue, string

2779 My blood undoes itself, my heart fills with air

2780 A juggler, playing with his balls

2781 You were born here, in an ordinary way

2782 It is time for one of us to go, or both to die

2783 You play me like a straining string

2784 I would like to talk with dolphins and learn to hold my breath

2785 Treading softly on the things I said

2786 I could become this picture, but I pause at the edge

2787 Ships, ships, ships, white, pregnantly heaving

2788 As if the heavens strained and suddenly broke

2789 I am almost innocent

2790 A big fat, yellow moon

2791 I once loved a Polish girl, on a ferry to Ostend

2792 Her hair bloody, matted with snow

2793 The hardest thing is to be loveless

2794 This the way the mourners walked, black, and damp with drizzle

2795 The rough moonlit hedges, the deaths of small creatures

2796 Two riders came, both dark, the larger with a dirty scar

2797 I am anchor-less, a victim of the tides

2798 You could admit it and then move on

2799 After deaths there comes a silence

2800 By the bottle, by the pint and by the jug