OCEAN acrostic

Open, vast, round,
Creatures abound,
Eroding the hills,
Angry in storm,
Nature in its most exquisite form.

-M(P)

LEAF acrostic

Lush, flowing, embossing the spring with a glint,
Emanating from each wondrous bud and branch,
Astral in nature, ferocious in the wind,
Finding its way, through the foliage, to the azure sky.

-M(P)

Pink Wrapping Paper

Stimulus: Pink Wrapping Paper

Part One
Small, insignificant and crinkly.
What would life care for me?
Thin, papery and rough,
Just like life's evil and wicked machinations,
The bleak, cold wing forces its strength
On my weak edges,
Never quite in,
Always seems out,
The flush of my pink cheeks showing.
What is my purpose?
I'm barren - and insignificant.

Part Two
A warm gentle hand picks me up,
Ruffles and soothes my frozen, broken skin.
Against a colourful wall I now stand,
Besides a Christmas tree,
Some tinsel and bells,
Around a pleased and happy family...
And softly I fondle the gifts of the season.

-M(P)

tit less

I've had too many defining moments,
Too many for my liking;
more terrifying is the thought that there must,
of course, be many more.

They do occupy a certain space,
where without them,
i would not have these wrinkles, about my face.
More worry than for laughter,
though those 'defining' moments have nothing
on the small details of everyday.
Have nothing on the words that form,
our feelings of each people
loving or lethal.

Why you remember those moments you do,
they may not bring joy,
but they may bring part of you.

HNR :)

Love Lost.

Just a thought.
That fought.
To be heard.
In a mind, that is blurred.
I grind at the gears.
Of my fears.
When the tears.
Roll down my face.
Space.
And time are lost.
In a frost.
That freezes my heart.
Being void, of emotion is an art.
That starts.
With the pain of loss.
The pain of love.
That never ceases.
Or eases.
And creases.
You in two, as you cry!
As you scream!
And the gleam.
In your eyes.
Dies.
-H

Boxed

Boxed in an ocean cocoon
Safe
Imprisoned in a cold exterior
Familiar
Familiar to the brave
Betrayed, five soldiers
Gone
Boxed

- Nataliya