The bridge between two days is called “Today,”
The past and future merge when it is Now:
Although this moment cannot ever stay,
And in a blink will need to take a bow
Without an encore, let Hope allow
A smooth transition to the moments new.
A brand-new land waits barely out of view.
Change
Décima: Blown Away
A décima for this week’s prompt from Ronovan Writes, “Blow” in the C rhyme spot (at the last minute, as is often the case). It took me a while to come up with an idea, let alone a good one. This is also inspired by Writing Wednesday: Amazement. Continue reading
Poem for My Birthday
I wrote this preemptively, 3 or 4 weeks ago, but I didn’t want to forget about the idea I had. The way things have tended to be during the past year or so, I felt that it was okay to congratulate myself in advance. 🙂
Update: linked to the Writers’ Pantry on 6/20/2021.
I have done it:
I have gone around the sun again.
I have gone many thousands of miles per hour,
Seeing a variety of seasonal scenery,
Only to arrive back in the same place.
There is no way I am the same person.
I have fought and won
Bloody, but currently
That has to be enough.
I colored this picture last October.
Makeover
A free-verse poem for FOWC: Hack. I decided to post this, even though it’s a little late. Side note: It may have taken me longer to find a picture for this post than to write the poem.
She has half a mind
To hack off all her long hair,
Dye it black, switch to contacts
And try some dusky
Eyeshadow — to follow
That strange, strong desire
To fashion an entirely
New persona, renamed,
Restarting this screwed-up game.
Nature Is…
This poem was inspired by FOWC: Pristine, the weekly scribblings prompt, and Writing Wednesday: Synchronize.
Emotions are transitory…
Emotions are transitory.
But oh, how they grab me in the
Moment — the moment which also
Flows, maybe a fifteen-minute
Moment but something else
Follows, a period of respite
Before i go berserk again.
Nightmares, Be Gone
I almost forgot about this week’s décima challenge, so here is my response. This was also inspired by FOWC: Lucid. I used to have nightmares a lot, and they were mostly very repetitive. Eventually, I learned how to control my dreams better so that my dream-self would not keep falling into the same traps!
Quintilla: Healing
It looks like it’s not too late to share some paint-chip quintillas, so here are the words and phrases for the week. I wrote 2 of them today, and I will share with you the happier one. For more inspiration, I looked up the symbolism of jade.
A Tiny Sprout
Today’s prompt for SoCS is “growth.” I wrote an etheree.
“Grow
Slowly,”
Says the sun
To tiny seed —
Water permeates
Fertile soil, and creates
A supportive cradle, great
Conditions to germinate.
Grown slowly, a tiny sprout opens
To the sky, beyond its imagining.
Treasure Hunt
This is a décima for Ronovan Writes’s current décima challenge: Gold.
A sailor sets out, brash and bold,
To venture into the unknown
Sea towards where his dreams have shown.
To find a treasure chest of gold.
His map is faded, brittle, old
Yet with great trust he starts to sail,
As nascent dawn makes the sky pale —
Adventure, not only gold, gleams:
Happy to be following dreams
Knowing that courage cannot fail.
