Advice to a Young Anything. Before long at all, to see yourself. In the sand box as if it were your memory,. You should keep a journal. And by hand, on paper.

Nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands. OR SCREAM IN ALL CAPS. Or if you need a prompt you can check out one of the past prompts, like the Shadorma. The bar is open just for you.

Some of my words gathered. We are fast moving into summer with a projected high of 86F, today. I am sheltering in my tree-shaded house. I can do that because I walked two miles this morning and am feeling virtuous. Gives us a short piece in 5 Irrefutable Signs You Need to Start a Writing Project Now.

Rolling the letters around your tongue, playing with words and seeing where they take you.

My feet like it, but my brain is in full sand rebellion. I want to go sailing, but my stomach is saying no. I grab my notebook to jot down some notes, begin a poem. But all I can think of is Seurat painting scenes of Honfleur.

Prompts for Red Wolf Journal Chapter 6. I hope they prompted you to write; and failing which, they keep you entertained. Muse goes where it wants to go. The prompt is to revisit the myth of Persephone. Already done so? Prompts for Red Wolf Journal Chapter 5.

Messages No 2 for National Poetry Day. Sculpted and chiselled into wax, stone, trees. Scrawled in lined books on reception desks. Scanned hastily for date and place. Scarified by worn pen nibs. Scatologically scrawled on urinal tiles. Scripted for diplomacy at the UN. Screened and redacted in prisons. Scrunched up, scattered, scrawled. Scraps of thought squelched unreadably in newly washed trouser pockets.