Hard to sustain this August heat:
I hope the temperature will not beat
100 degrees, wish it would stop
At 90 tops — but thankfully
The air-conditioning runs breezily,
A saving grace from summer sun,
It’s glorious and helpful hum.
A 40-word free-verse poem for the Weekend Writing Prompt and for MLMM’s Saturday Mix: Opposing Forces. I’m really liking the Weekend Writing Prompts, especially when they are short. 🙂 My poems tend to be relatively short.
Too much time in the desert,
The drought-dry place starved of rain,
Always wondering, waiting, praying for an oasis —
Found when an act of love
Triumphs over unkind rays of hate:
It’s not a mirage, although
It may be brief.
Inspired by the Sunday Writing Prompt at MLMM (it might be a little too late), “The Little Things.” Also for FOWC: Realm. The other day, I was in my backyard and noticed a beautiful flower, so I took a photo of it. I posted it to Instagram with the caption (in part), “How can you be sad when you are looking at a flower like this?”
“This too shall pass”: the words are true;
The rising sun makes Earth awake,
Past shadows of night start to shake
Off, making room for what is new.
The sky is of a lighter blue
That speaks of peace and happiness,
That does not need to be flawless
To find delight: with clouds in sight,
Eyes recognize shapes in the white
Fluffy mountains of cumulus.
Today has been a wonderful day! I got to see my “grandma” for the first time since last March. I wanted to write something about that, but I’m not getting inspired to write very much today. Here is a cinquain I wrote: After I baked brownies, I figured they needed an ode! XD Shared with the Writers’ Pantry at PSU. The picture is not of my brownies, unfortunately.