For Sammi’s weekend writing prompt.
Breeze
Rushing by,
Ever-changing
Vitality —
Is it gone,
To fade with
Yesteryears?
Author: revivedwriter
Consumerism
Many new products released every day,
Commercials try convincing it’s a need.
Products of this society, we stay
Addicted to consumerism — bad seed
Growing into so much waste, producing
Clutter which may get in the way of flourishing.
Little Penguin
I just remembered the Saturday Mix: Lucky Dip prompt on MLMM from last Saturday! I actually wrote 3 (now 4) responses to the prompt but didn’t like them enough to post. So now, I have intentionally written a stupid poem, just have something to post, as the prompt expires in an hour or so. It was inspired by the front of my current poetry notebook. 😆 Also linked with FOWC: Scene.
Little Penguin guards my book, Looking very cute -- What if there's a snowy scene, And it played a lute? Penguins colored black and white, Like a music staff -- I hope that this silly poem At least made you laugh!
Quirky Man
It’s Flashback Friday! It also happens to be the feast of the Sacred Heart of Jesus in the Catholic Church. 🙂 Usually this date, June 24th, celebrates the birth of St. John the Baptist, so that’s what this poem, written exactly 3 years ago, is about. It’s in a form called a Rhyming Wave and is kind of funny. 🙂
Saint John the Baptist was a quirky man,
A quirky, quirky, quirky man,
He acted strongly in God’s plan,
He acted zealously.
He said, “Greater comes after me,
Comes after, after, after me,”
He dined on locusts with honey,
He dined in wilderness.
John the Baptist was a quirky man,
He dined in wilderness.
Wanting a Time Machine
Another poem before the end of the night, a butterfly or mirror cinquain for Brian’s prompt on the theme of wasted time. Sleep is important, but when I’m really depressed, I don’t really like to do very much so sometimes want to sleep for hours during the day. I have not felt like this since 2 weeks or so ago. 😀
Sweet sleep
Beckoning me,
Wanting a time machine
Or a chance for starting over,
I wait —
Trying
Not to waste more time with closed eyes,
Today I’ve already
Napped enough, please
Enjoy.
A Bizarre Eulogy
I recognize the work this marker did,
Helping to color all the dino-cats,
With its quite useful hue of grayish-green.
So sad since I that hue’s decline have seen:
I’ll miss that marker, but it’s work is done.
At least it’s been used up, did not dry out,
Fulfilled its purpose, a good marker-life.
For people perhaps that could be a guide,
To find their purpose and to live it well —
To do what one was born for, fear aside.
I endeavored to write in blank verse for this one. Linking with DVerse OLN, before DVerse goes on summer break. 🙂
A Better Transgression
At DVerse, yesterday’s Poetics prompt was about peer pressure. Although I wanted to write a longer and more personal piece, that’s not happening yet, and it might be too personal for this blog, anyway (“too personal for this blog??” Who knew there was such a thing?). Instead, here is a five-line poem I wrote last night, based on a Bible verse that was in my reading.
Conform not to the culture which surrounds:
To find one’s way, transgressing o’er its bounds
May be the better choice, to remain true
To what a human ought to be and do.
Integrity will furnish solid ground.
I took this photo about 2 years ago
Literary Worlds
My effort for this week’s Sijo prompt, for which we are to use REALITY as our inspiration.
Much as this writer also loves to peruse many genres,
And she could read and write for hours each day, she does wonder if
She should do more living, instead of only writing about it.
Nature in Black and White
This week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge is “nature in black & white.” None of these was taken specifically for this challenge, which might be cheating, but I found recent photos of nature that I took and applied a black-and-white filter to them. I think B&W photos look pretty cool because the contrast(s) are heightened.
I stared at it for a good 2 minutes because it was so cute!
Despite my writing-obsessed, poetic disposition, I can’t think of any poems to write about these photos. Leave a comment if you have an idea! 😀
This Summer Solstice
For DVerse’s Haibun Monday, for which the theme is the summer or winter (depending on which side of the equator you live on) solstice. I’m happy to write for this. 🙂
Will the sun stand still? I'm not ready for the days to start shortening, gradual as is may be. It's scary because I want to stay happy. This past week has been a medical miracle, a blessing, and/or a stroke of luck; but like the solstice it may only be brief. Mood, like time, moves like the waves at the beaches -- which I might like to visit soon. scorching heat walking -- grains of sand salt water
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