Candlelight dreams

#LoveLetters prompt 12/18

On the yonder hilltop
A cottage enveloped
In silver sheets of rain
Carrying the prickly touch
And the aroma of pine trees
I sit by the window
Feeling the drops graze
Dusty tiles on the roof
An open book in hand
I nestle in the lap
Of candlelight dreams
As time comes to a halt!

Rain

#SenseWrds is an interesting #writing #prompt as it challenges the #writer to not include the given prompt words. Here is my take on the three words for today – imagine, laughter, and cloudy. #VisualArt is generated using Wombo Dream AI.

#SenseWords 548 – Imagine, Laughter, Cloudy ⛅

A palette of exuberance
Floats by, in lively hues
Shades of blushed orange
Tickled by rowdy winds
A horde of raindrops
Lurks in yonder hilltops
Behind tangerine curtains
Of a misty horizon
Playing hide and seek
Waiting to burst forth
In unfettered, childish glee

Starlight

#FromOneLine ☆  Friday Challenge  ☆

If anyone had been watching
The stars are brighter tonight
They sway in sparkly hammocks
To tunes of whispered cries
Wish upon a star, they said
For dreams can be fulfilled
By twinkly drops of cosmic light;
I, too, looked up at the brilliance
To catch a truant starling in flight
My pleas fizzled in its fiery demise;
I turned away, sad, despondent
But I found it in my pocket.

Growing Old

This weekend, I wrote for a new poetry prompt and experimented with AI- generated visual art. Here is what I created:

#VisualArt generated using Wombo Dream AI for the #poetry #prompt #LoveLetters – In woven wool and frosted cap

In quiet slumber
Warm against the fireplace
Memories of a lifetime wrapped
In woven wool and frosted cap
Frayed edges of time, heaving
In tandem with the seasons
A love that often whithered,
Bloomed again but never drowned
In destiny’s torrential rains

Winter glow

For the #FromOneLine #Prompt 261, I found an inspiring visual

Mexican visual artist Raul Cantu creates stunning generative art of foggy landscapes. He uses photography, specialty lenses, technology, AI tools, and post-processing to achieve his art.

And here my words:

Sunlight through my window
Flirts with dancing dust sparkles
I gaze upon the washed rays
That caress with mellow light
A chilly wind further creases
The wrinkled skin of Wisdom
I hear the creaky bones of Winter
Her dewy eyes in reminiscence
Of another Year in an Earthly spin