I have two happy little boys Who keep me wild and free They lead me into forests For the toadstools to see. One is thin and grubby His hair black and slick The other is all smiles Though he looks like a stick. They love…
Category: Poetry Prompts
Death Watches the Deads Grieving
I was still mourning my mother when death visited again. He wanted to make my grief into a sentence, complex for me, a lover of simple words. Ugly man – It is proper for an ugly man to have a beautiful heart. In a dungeon…
The 11th Hour
The 11th Hour The 11th hour was upon me Time— urged me along As I sat back down to count to three Contemplating where I belong— Prior to twelve but after ten— First of numbers that repeat— One and one— I said…
Beautiful Swan – Hour Thirteen
Beautiful swan floating gracefully by Dancing softly like the winds of spring Your joy and your candor, incredibly spry The weight of the world on your wing You pass by with ease and no cares in the sight So strong in your humility For though…
To Nili #thepoetrymarathon #prompthourthirteen
Grace and poise and beauty in unison The dance of the cygnets on ice. I recall the Royal Albert Hall, where you took us. Almost the last time we met. When Death came calling you were sleeping Or I like to think of it that…
The Reunion – Hour Twelve
I awake to find a ghost in view And jump when it looks at me A familiar face forms One I have forgotten It has been so long I am teary My heart smiles My world Dad
The Birth
A call I hear from inside of me Wrapped in my warmth, someone arrives Celebrate a new life, Life distinct in divine light Doors of horizon Welcomes the birth. Love and Hope Ushers Joy!!
Life Blooms Still- Prompt 12 Haiku/Poem 12
Delicate flower petals now folded and bent weathered but wise. Ingrid Exner, Poetry Half Marathon 2021
If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again!
There once was a lady from Kues, Who rode on the back of a moose NO! There once was a lady from Kues Who wanted to fatten her goose (What is that supposed to mean?) There was a young lady from Kues Whose…
Garland of clouds woven with a thread and a needle Periwinkles showered from the sky spread all over the earth A scene nothing else can beat for it is only God’s treat!