Another month of M’s writing prompts lies ahead.  I did them all in December but was less successful in January.  Let’s see how we do in February shall we.  These pieces tend to be excerpts and flashes of something that could be.  The exploration of an idea…

You can see the prompts here.

He pens soft verse and longs for hours

and buys her gifts then sends her flowers

and writes of walks in April showers

His love and longing born

His hearts desire is not reflected

in her look, he stands rejected

her response not as expected

And so he stands forlorn

Perhaps, he thinks, this is the game

I’ve been too sweet, he does proclaim

and confident, her heart to tame

Craves rose but feels the thorn

But every time he is refused

his heart in tatters ego bruised

lost and angry frail and used

And hate spring…