Brian’s prompt this week is to use the poetic device “Anaphora,” which is when lines begin with the same words. My poem was inspired by that, plus a “Weekend Writing Prompt” to include the word Goodnight in a piece of exactly 45 words. It’s too late to link up that one (especially because it was from 2 weekends ago!), but without further ado, here is my post for today! Linked with JusJoJan.
Goodnight, no more lullabies.
Goodnight, no more stories before bedtime.
Goodnight, I still hope for sweet dreams,
“Sleep tight, don’t let the bedbugs bite”
And try to get 8 hours of sleep.
Hoping to Dreamland peacefully to go,
Goodnight — also hoping for a happy tomorrow.
As juvenile as it is, I do enjoy coloring. We did it a lot in “art therapy,” so I learned to like it, and thanks to the generosity of a very good friend, I have a huge book of pictures with Bible verses (I have posted some finished pictures on here before). The activity is relaxing in itself, and the book reminds me that I have friend(s). Overall, it gives me a positive feeling, like a warm, hand-knit scarf. As the poem explains, some of its “lessons” are surprisingly applicable to life in general, so it gives me some hope, too.
Beginning with very little planning, No way to un-color what has been done, Perhaps it quickly looks different From the vision when it was begun. Continue reading →
This poem, made up of 2 cinquains, is for JusJoJan day 3. The word is “abundance,” but the prompt is actually optional. 🙂 I guess one could say that God gives an Abundance of grace. I was inspired by Psalm 42:7.
Calling to deep.
Among roaring waters
Ocean waves’ torrents billowing
Is placid quietness.
In storms, remember you’re swimming
It has been hard for me to come up with poems during the last 2 days, especially halfway-good ones, but I wanted to post a poem today, having skipped it yesterday. Even when all of my poems are bad, they are fun to write because, especially if I am writing in a specific form, it is like playing with words. 🙂 Here’s one poem that I managed to finish last night. It happens to use the word for FOWC from a couple of days ago (stupendous!).
I’ve hardly written anything today:
Ideas swirl, but none solidify.
It’s difficult to figure what to say.
Ideas aren’t stupendous; don’t know why.
Yet realizing this, I start to try.
Some lines take shape in this stanzaic form,
Like a calm eye inside a frantic storm.
On this Christmas Eve day, for Fandango’s Flashback Friday, it took me a while to decide what to share. I looked back at many of my posts from past Decembers, and that brought back a lot of memories. It’s always fun to rediscover your own writing. 😀 I found this sonnet from almost exactly 2 years ago; I posted it on Christmas Day of 2019, copied below.
It’s often hard for me when it rains, but not always. Today seems to be pretty pleasant. 🙂
Water falls from the sky,
And I get to stay inside
Drinking coffee with a chocolate cookie
(Mom made popcorn on the stove
So we might watch a movie) —
We need no gloves, but blankets
Might be nice, and maybe we
Will light the candles tonight.