Today’s prompt was taken from a tweet but find out more here
And this is what I made from a honey sweet tweet:
He called me “honey bee”
He called me “honey bee”
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naked poison
in my soul
He called me “honey bee”
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barefoot stings
in his words.
though
He called me “honey bee”
~
hopes flower
took me away
That one I read over and over again and it was more poignant each time. Lovely!
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Thank you very much. I love yours with all it’s stickyness 🙂 it’s quite amazing how many different poems can be created from just one prompt. Am off to translate todays…. 🙂
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