Prose Partners

Together, we write — painting skies

Paper-white, swept on azure-blue

parchment

Raindrops, ink-storms mist our eyes

Pen’s to page as the cloud’s to the

firmament

One body, we lap mankind’s souls

Cerulean sketched ocean scapes

Sand fleas, building castles and moats

Cresting hearts, washed in lyrical waves

Architectural structures, sublime

Under me, under you; mystifies

Foundations of contrast and rhyme

Toothpick towers of phrase paradise

First, born in love with words; smitten

Aster flowers, bamboo branches and

leaves

Unnatural, squares - quilt patch

knitting

Ivy lattice laced prose, drawing bees

Eyes of artists see poems in living

Words work their ways into sonnets

Encouraging lambs in sheep’s clothing

Gifted writers, not just an(y) other

poets

Stained glass windows; our joy in the

pane

Scatters light, shades of heart’s hopeful

hue

A lark in the woods should we wane

Inspiration, when words remain few

Verse-stippled pigments paint canvas

Writing fame with the stars in the sky

Tapestry, woven, we blanket

Carpe Noctem; blue-black seizing

night

Spilling ink from our vessels of clay

Bards bake pie; huckleberry hue

flavor

Staining flesh as our fingers, we splay

Art from words that will live on forever

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This piece is in honor of all the Prosers in our wonderful community! If your username isn’t included, please know that you are still there within these lines and in the spirit that this was written. <3 thank you for taking the time to read this and for always being so supportive!