For today’s FOWC, the word is “vitriol.” I was thinking about the idea of wealth and wrote this acrostic. There are also other prompts that I wanted to try to do today, but I’m not getting anything remotely post-worthy.
What can any man take with him, when he
Ends his tenure on Earth? His soul in its condition is
All — no clothes nor masks with which to hide;
Lies become as nothing. Any vitriolic bravado loses its
Teeth, becoming weak, for truth is strong.
Heed this warning before too long.
A very brief acrostic for FOWC: Din. Poetry, even simple poems, is an antidote to all the other “noise” in this world.
An acrostic for Fandango’s Dog Days of August day 3. I do not mind Mondays on like the fact that so many writing prompts are released on Mondays.
Massive creativity influx:
Old week is gone, with
New prompts released.
Dreaming of limitless writing,
At daybreak I wake,
Yearning for more verse.
I’m a “fan” of SoCS. 🙂 Here are two little poems I wrote for it. The second was inspired by today’s Gospel reading (see Mark 12:42).
Air blowing —
The widow’s two coins:
Nothing fancy, far from it
But what a great gift.
Today’s word challenge is “rage.” I decided to write an acrostic.
Red, fiery, ire-filled
Anger unstilled, no way to
Get it back behind the gate:
Expect extra casualties.
I wrote this acrostic this morning at about 5:55 a.m. It is also related, though unintentionally, to the picture I colored yesterday, which I am sharing with Linda’s Coloring Club.
Nearness of night’s end,
Revealing sun’s approach:
It is still a ways off and I don’t
See it – it seems delayed yet song
Extends the rays of hope.