Day 18 Prompt: pick 2 vowels and write a poem using words that only contain one or both of those vowels
“Earth”
The earth hears
ages pass,
and ages fall
Ahead we hear
the earth lament
and cry
and shake away
the hate
All we need-
heart
All we have-
fear
And all the earth
has ever been
end by what
we are.
Day 19 Prompt: Authority
Not yours; mine
by me
for me
from me
over myself
Not you
or him
or her
or they
over I
over this.
Day 17 Prompt: Swing
“Swing”
When the ground shook
did your heart?
Did it swing within
your chest?
Day 16 Prompt: Science Poem
“The Science of Grace”
There is a science to grace
that blows in a steady wind
that begins each step
methodically
more than art in its
graceless hunger
There is the question
the observation
step by step
these moments
each analyzed
by work
noticed like the seconds
of your inhale
The answer is in
the research
the logic
in the analysis
The process is only
the motion
And grace,
is all that’s left.
Day 15 Prompt: adjective as title
“Red”
It could never be pink
it could never dilute so far
or purple, so completely
out of the question
Not maroon, or wine
or a fuchsia shade of burgundy
It must be Red.
True, vibrant, Red
Nothing added
or taken away
Red in its purest
and only form.
That, is what I wait for,
and Red
is what it must be.
Day 14 Prompt: Honest or Dishonest
Some say a mirror lies
a dishonest view
of ourselves
But a mirror’s honesty
is too obvious
reflecting
these illusions
our world
right before our
eyes.
Day 13 Prompt: Confession
There were words written
my first public confession
on paper thin as glue
the only substance
delicate enough
to carry the thought.
Day 12 Prompt: Damage
There were limbs
torn, shattered, broken
and leaves
moments from yesteryear
between never happened
and never will
I saw the damage
the storm created
in your heart
a clear path
miles long
wedged widely enough
past your neighbors
You lived through
thirty seconds
we threw away
thirty years
for 18 months
And this transition
from solid and stone
to broken scraps
lost materials
never-should-have’s
will last the lifetime
of wind.
Day 11 Prompt: Pick a season
Spring happened
too fast
thawed too slowly
The grey winds
pushed too rough
tulips in pinks, yellows,
blew away with histories
The grass greened
not soon enough
too short, still, to hide
the holes in our plans
And the warmth
didn’t last long
in the rain
The rain made hail
and the sun gave up
on our future.
Written by Ay 
Start with stillness
or uncover it
or start where
you are
Then let the
air come into you
in a rush
expand
or take your time
to fill
Allow the stillness
to be
Notice
who you are
Feel release
akin to wind
as it leaves
feel where
it touches
And the air
another time
coaxing, releasing,
breath.