Prompt 17
Kaleidoscope
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Kaleidoscope
Dancing in the softest of macabres’ melodies.
Revelling in our unison of ever revolving step.
Always in tune with the dark whispers of the night…
The Sun and Moon
The Sun and Moon, eternal pair,
One gives light, the other lays bare,
Dancing in the heavens up so high,
As they chase each other in the sky.
The Sun awakens with a fiery glow,
Its rays painting the world below,
Chasing the night and bringing the day,
To light up the path for life’s way.
Then comes the Moon, with its gentle light,
Guiding us through the dark of night,
Casting a spell over the land,
As stars twinkle, hand in hand.
The Sun and Moon, forever bound,
Their love and rhythm, forever profound,
One shines bright, the other mellow,
Together weaving tales of tales untold.
So let us embrace this cosmic duo,
And see the beauty in what they show,
For the Sun brings day and the Moon brings night,
And together they light up our lives so bright.
©Aliyu Ibrahim
Stress is tension,
climbing and a system of pulleys.
The tight rope closeness,
emboldened by the fear of a lead fall.
Create a crack in the boulder
with my grip,
snags and zippers.
The catch that takes my breath away before ascending again,
determined not to make a sound.
Captain of our fairy band,
A missive from the human land;
These four tired centuries
Have not forgotten you to me.
I have not seen a stranger space
In any cursed demon place.
I watched mortals hollow hills
And burn the stone to drive their mills
They built these beasts of brick and bone
And to their maws were children thrown.
Ever have the mortals fought
For pride in some exalted court
But king of shadows, I have seen
War beyond the Keres’ dreams.
I wonder that no firey power
E’er disturbed your sleeping bower.
Jealous king, so rich adorned,
They’ve stolen Amaltheia’s horn
It sits there heaving numbers out
For half the world, when half’s in drought.
Fairy king, beloved master,
Never has the time gone faster.
Ever I bid your return
To bramble mounds beside the turn
Of roaring tarmac scars of land.
Where our woodlands used to stand.
I must go, my letter’s done.
Round the world again I’ll run.
Alone this pageant I must see.
Lord, what fools these mortals be.
Text prompt:
Write a poem either titled or centred around a ‘Kaleidoscope’.
Prompt contributed by Bhasha Dwivedi.
Image Prompt:
Photo by Bro Takes Photos
Time
Slips
dips
Trips
glides
Slides
rocks
And
rolls.
Life
Glides
strides
Slides
rides
Rolls
and
rocks.
when life
ceases to
Exist.
Time will still
rock
Roll
stride
Glide
slide
and go bye.
The best advice I was ever given
was to throw away
any printed instructions
Just wing it
I was told; figure it out
trust your instincts, and your guts
The best advice I was ever given
has served me well
being as life is not
never has been a
slot A into tab B
sort of endeavor – strictly D-I-Y
Life much more IKEA than Louis XVI
even when many of
the parts are
missing you learn
more by improvising than conforming
– Mark L. Lucker
© 2023
http://lrd.to/sxh9jntSbd
let’s pretend, shall we?
while we swing on the tire
we’re preparing for life
what should we begin with?
ah, life begets life, they say,
so, take one life form
meld it with another life form
(that’s hard)
because there’s the right
moment to contend with
the right temperature
the right subsoil for jumpstarting
new life
(did i mention right emotion as well?)
there, you have it now
try it and tell me
what you think in the comments
though there may be step by step videos
out there
i’ll stop here