in the dark water gravestones rise from surface waves under thunderheads above the ocean sunlight coming through the clouds a bridge to better
For this week’s WDYS, hosted by Sadje. Image Credit; Mohamed Almari @ Pexels
The Bridge
WDYS
Table Full
For “What Do You See” #161:
Table full Of food to share with all, Gathered 'round to share companionship Over brunch, With coffees and waffles, And all manner of tasty goodness Not only Food but togetherness: Bonds strengthened, forever remembered.
If You Had an Inkling….
If you had an inkling Of the world beyond the brick wall That depression presents, You would do anything To find a way to experience it, Even Live. If you had an inkling That even in the pouring rain You could see such green, You would take your inspiration From the hedges and the trees, Grow and Live.
For Sadje’s WDYS, this image from Unsplash:
It’s almost Halloween!
My response (at the last minute) for Sadje’s WDYS #157. I just had to write something or other for this picture! This is just silly and festive. 🙂
Pumpkin-spice latte:*
Without it I’ll play some tricks
Til I get my treat
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* I’m more of a cold-brew person
And here’s a shadorma:
Mischievous
Little munchkins come,
Munching on
Candy corn,
Dressed as witches, ghosts galore —
Jack-o-lanterns glow
Only Choice
With one-word challenges like Narrow and Weak and the following picture for Sadje’s WDYS prompt, this is all I could come up with.
Step into the mist:
Life feels narrow, I feel weak
Unknown only choice
Moments of Awe
For Sadje’s WDYS prompt this week: Image credit; Robert Lukeman @ Unsplash
Also for today’s SoCS about silent letters.
It has been tough for me to write anything that is good enough lately.Â
See and rejoice:
Verdant valley’s sunrise,
Such scenes’ breathtaking beauty — choice
To be thankful,
Give voice
The Nest
This is a cinquain, but I decided to do 3-5-7-9-3 syllables. For Sadje’s WDYS. Maybe this isn’t very good, but it’s Sunday evening, so time’s a-ticking.
happy nest
for cute little birds
quadruplets wait to be born
hopeful little eggs with a cute house —
come on, Spring
Helping Hand
When I saw Sadje’s WDYS picture for this week, I immediately thought of this meme (this is just the template):
It took me longer to come up with anything to write for it. By that I mean that I had nothing until this morning. My poem doubles as a late response to SoCS: Key. It is “Stream-of-Consciousness Sunday” this time. 🙂 This was supposed to be a rondeau, but after the first 2 lines I realized the rhyme scheme was wrong, and with SoC you can’t edit, so… voilà .
No way to swim alone, you see
For life ahead, help is the key.
Drowning in the ocean, he pleads
But silently, for no one hears,
A helping hand is what he needs
But he is left with only fears.
We’ll drown if we’re alone, you see
For life ahead, hope is the key.
A Letter, Written
I wrote a letter that I'll never send, I wrote some music that I'll never play: Some souvenirs from when the world upend -Ed; here I am still wishing you would stay. These words and music, writing -- how I pray To exorcize the ghosts that cause me grief, A loss expected, unexpected thief.
For Sadje’s WDYS prompt from this week (image below).
Adventures
All week I’ve had a vague idea of what I wanted to write in response to FFFC #173 and WDYS #138, and this morning I wrote this cherita for it. This is based on reality. 🙂 As a kid I would go camping once a year or so, but it wasn’t my favorite vacation, especially since I hated nighttime.
She likes the great outdoors, but camping
Isn’t her thing; and, unable to swim well,
She feels a bit sick and nervous in small boats.
If she must be dragged camping, she might
Go hiking, but she prefers to find adventures
Within pages, of the novels she escapes in.
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