For this week’s Weekly Scribblings, we are to write inspired by the phrase “A phoenix must first burn.” I wasn’t in the mood to write anything triumphant, so this cherita is where my brain took me this evening.
I don’t want to hear about the phoenix anymore.
No more rising from the ashes anymore,
Who made me a mythical firebird?
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust you shall return —
I don’t mind whether there’s a rising,
At this point solely stop the burning.
Rosemary is hosting this Sunday’s Writers’ Pantry.
It’s an unprompted link-up, but she did talk about Shel Silverstein and shared one of his poems. That inspired this cherita, since I was a fan of his children’s poetry when I was in elementary school. I had forgotten about that until Rosemary helped me remember. 🙂
As a child in the library, I read his books of poetry:
Those whimsical, silly rhymes planted poet-seeds,
Also containing lessons waiting to germinate.
Today, encountering these words, they speak to me
Of truths I have only just begun learning,
Of letting the words start blooming.
Today at DVerse Poetics, we are sharing poems that include taboo subjects. I wrote this cherita this morning before reading the prompt, but I think it is fitting, even though I intended this to be humorous, not serious, Nevertheless, it is a true story! Gasp!
I would sneak off to go to Mass.
One time, I jaywalked, while getting
High on sugar, from a Slurpee.
I take my coffee black,
And I have been known
To drink it from a teacup.