March Poetry Prompts | 1 - 5

❝ this is my ballast in storms great and small (i am a sailor chasing a lighthouse glimpsed on the horizon, out of reach but reaching, leagues of unfathomable depths between us) — this is rapture at my fingertips, blazing like a wildfire in small rooms of shadow and mirk and misery consuming (searing all into vanishing, until nothing remains but light unburning) — this is my saint of almosts — this is my promise unfulfilled and forgiven — this is irreplaceable to me — this is all i need — this is all i seek. ❞

✧ march poetry prompts by @nixscriptum​