Writing Prompt #1-Poem


1. The Unrequited love poem: How do you feel when you love someone who does not love you back?

You walk by like a beautiful rose.

I am invisible like a ghost

You are the sun. The moon. The stars.

As close as you are you might as well be Mars.

I love the sun. The moon. The stars. Mars.

You love none of those things.

Therefore, you do not love me.

I am a ghost unseen by the love of my life.

No, I am not a ghost. He is a ghost. Lost to me forever.

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I find it interesting how ideas come about and when. Today, for example, I was driving home from feeding my horse and donkey. I wasn’t thinking about anything in particular and then an idea for a new novel hits me. Luckily, I just around the corner from home. So as soon as I got into the house, I wrote out the basic ideas that I had in my head before they disappeared forever. That wouldn’t be the first time that has happened to me.

So I would like to know how and when my fellow #writers #authors get their ideas. Do they hit you when you least expect it? Mine usually do. Or do they pop up when you want them to? Can you recall what was going on around you when the ideas hit?

Drop me a line and let me know.