David Lynch’s disturbing truth, taking refuge in strangers, and the wings of nature.
"Tell me why, I do like Mondays, tell me why..." One, the Monday video, and two, written words from the world of Prose., and from there the reasons stem in mirrored roots. Let's jump in.
As we're sure you've noticed, there are no longer timestamps on posts or comments. We go into our reasons on Prose. Radio, which we'll link below, where, more importantly, two writers are featured, fireside: A short poem by one of our legends, and a longer, dream-like piece by a writer with all the letters in piece in the username, come to realize it.
Here's the link to the feature on Prose. Radio.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_mY9NJEXYHs
And we'll link the pieces and the authors in the comments below this very post.
And.
As always.
Thank you for being here.
-The Prose. team
The Submarine of Dream
We don't hear them
and never will
all the lisping voices
that emerge in waves
as soon as into sleep
we are submerged
the wonder, all about us
whispers in, like a tide,
of tangible shadows
breathed in, to surround us
with quick wrenches and
little heavy hammers,
asking this, and tweaking
that, in night vision googles
02.24.2024
Whispers in the Nighttime challenge @AJAY9979
To My Prose Friends Here And The Prose Team
Hi all!
I don’t know how to tag names.
I just wanted to send a very sincere thanks, with hulking heaps of gratitude to all who have taken the time to read my poems, whether you commented, liked them or didn’t.
Just knowing some fellow poets read them really blessed me.
I want to thank Prose and their incredible team for their literary platform, as it has opened me up to some truly daring, cutting edge and inspiring poets. I was also speechless that “Beguiling Eye” was chosen and read on your channel! I shared that with my family and friends like a kid at Christmas.
I’ve completed my first book, 50 poems chosen out of 80, and it’s being professionally formatted by an author friend.
I have zero idea on the next step thereafter:
Self publish or shop it to UK Publishers? (Comments are welcomed on this one ☺️)
Either way, I believe in it, am blessed and grateful that the good Lord gave me the desire and ability to express my heart through words.
If you happen to read this, I encourage you to realize that Prose has offered a home to us; a literary dorm, think tank, social club or the equivalent of hanging with good people, enjoying what’s on our minds and hearts, where no one is too weird or too normal, but everyone can come as they are.
No stuffy pretension, just a wonderfully raw place that has afforded me the kind luxury of excitedly sharing my poems, and the thrill of discovering brilliant poets that inspire me (and I can’t tag, as I don’t know how, but you all are terrific.)
Prose and the community has been a profoundly wonderful find for me, and has encouraged me to move forward in my book, and believing more in myself.
OK, my morning cup of coffee is wanting to prattle me on, but anyhow, a huge thanks.
Be well, be blessed, be happy and never give up.
LDW
xx
Inside the mind of a Lost Little Girl
Oh yay! There’s a log truck!
Lucky Day
Bruise from a catheter
Frozen peas squish
”I decided to post some writing”
”Why?” He responds.
CRASH!!!!
Oh yay! He is gone.
Squished by a log truck
Hope you pea(ed) yourself jerk.
The smell of wood.
A lovely perfume.
I adore saunas
Its pronounced S~OW~NAH
Not SAWNAH
Oh the irony
Guess I’ll use an axe
Joyce’s bold pass, viva la Mexico, and something about Florida.
On the show today - led by none other than J.J. - we hear two poets chase down the coffee from a town north of Los Angeles. We'll link the writers and their pieces, and the Challenge mentioned below in the comments.
Here's the link to Prose. Radio:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R6B988aT6Nw
And.
As always.
Thank you for being here.
-The Prose. team