Coupon for love
Valid to you.
Prohibited to break my heart.
The law of attraction
Properly placed last forever.
Returns of affection
Cancels out loneliness.
Adjustments made for disagreements.
Press on a lip lock.
Coupon for love
Valid to you.
Prohibited to break my heart.
The law of attraction
Properly placed last forever.
Returns of affection
Cancels out loneliness.
Adjustments made for disagreements.
Press on a lip lock.
Writing prompt from Alex:
The breathing exercise (stole this from school).
Breath in and breath out.
Now, breath in, and write a sentence containing the word dog before you breath out (don’t think much about it).
Elaborate on the sentence to make a poem.
Woof – see me.
Howl – hear me.
Whine – protect me.
Sigh – I’m home.
Susan Stone
Dancing in a time warp,
flirting with yesterday.
Hearing songs in my head
as it hits the pillow-
Set the clock
and start again tomorrow.
Oh
deer
crossing
the
road.
Run
faster.
get
to
the
other
side.
Susan Stone
Note: The deer made it safely across the road.
Four o clock – alone in the house.
Record sales – no money for shoes.
Rain falls – showers the panes.
Head to pillow – awaiting a dream.
poem and photo art,
Jump in to one thing and leave another one waiting.
Get to the end only to start over-
Begin-stop-end.
Again.
Begin-stop-end.
Start over.
Susan Stone
moon lit night- calm before the storm,
soggy mud- gods tears falling,
gray skies-intense color,
chilled bones-warm fire,
happy birthday-tulips blooming.
poem and photo,
Who mans the clock tower when the clock man is sleeping?
Do you need the clock to know the sun is up?
Is a ticking clock the same as a ticking bomb?
Tick tock tick tock.
Is the bus on time?
Does time travel as fast as a humming birds wings?
Can you teach a dog a new trick -before time runs out?
Who determines when your time is up?
Does the second hand give second changes?
Can you out run a ticking clock?
Choose two people/places/or things and describe them simultaneously—without specifying which is which or differentiating between the two.
we eat, we play, we sleep,
he sings, I paint, we create-
we talk, we love, we live-
we dream-
Susan Stone
..from Minneapolis-feeling the loss of a music legend.
sad day from hennepin avenue-
the blues on my mind-
draw the windows-pull the shades,
love and kisses for another day.
Susan Stone