Hour 2: Be as it may
Be as it may
The sun still shines
The baby still whines
The rain still falls
There will always be walls
The pages turn yellow
Many more rhymes will fall through
And earth will still keep going
And going and going
Be as it may.
Recipe for The Poetry Marathon- Hour 2
First grab your courage
Sign up, sign in
Take your pledge to follow through
Stare at the screen, white and pristine
Hear it sing in quiet words
Floating about above your head
Place your fingers
Carefully on the keys
Make them dance around
Pulling words from the air
Light, airy,
Dark, destructive
Entice the muses
Make them your friend
Sit them on your shoulder to watch
Feed them coffee and Cheez-Its
Play with them
Amuse them
Form the poem
Structure
Simile, metaphor
Random musings
Rhythm, rhyme
Freedom to galivant
Bring in heroes, villains
A piece of toast
Edit it
Publish it
Send it out into the world
Your baby into the ethers
Sit back, relax
Until the hour is done
Sip your coffee, pet your muse
Repeat
Hour 2: What I Needed
I thought what I wanted
Was to feel butterflies again
Until she showed up
And gave me fireflies in a jar
Lighting up my darkness
Poem Hour Two
Recipe for Ten Years
For ten years of marriage,
Days not always happy,
But always together,
Take me, take you,
A world built together.
Mix in a love of books,
Sci fi and music,
Pet names, shared jokes,
Laughing so hard I cry,
As you tickle me relentlessly.
Add those quiet moments
Sharing silence, never alone,
With cold winter mornings
Before an open fire,
And cooking together in own kitchen.
Ten years goes so fast,
Hold it close, precious,
Heat it gently, stir in
A little adventure,
Northern Lights and helicopter trips.
Serve up to two so close,
Holding hands every day,
Slow, lazy mornings
With slow, lazy kisses,
Which never get old.
Hour 2 MONDAY
Ingredients
1 cup Mush
1 cup Gray Sloppy Mush
3 Tbsp Malarkey
1 tsp Thick Apathy
1 pinch Oh Crap
Mix all ingredients in an unwashed mug, stir with sarcasm if desired. Best consumed before reality sets in.
2020 – 2
They say that success
Can be broken down
Into fractions
They say it’s a mere one
Percent talent
With ninety-nine
Percent work
But without motivation
This equation
Is incomplete
Intro
My name is Aqua nice to meet you. I have been creating on hold telephone message content for 7 years. Recently I also began to write web content, and I have been writing poetry since high school. I love writing poetry, non fiction, fiction,as well as many other forms of writing. I am excited to begin my freelance writing business with a move to a new home in the future as well for a peaceful writing spot. I wish to work with short stories, blogs, poems, children’s writing, greeting cards, and more. Thank you sincerely for taking the time to read this, and I hope you enjoy the poetry challenge tomorrow.
Miss Aqua
Hour 2 Waterfalls
The words
flow from my fingers
like waterfalls;
Clear and fast, loud and refreshing.
I am setting my mind free of burdens;
guilt and shame that would darken my days.
I am building poems
like homes;
Strong foundation, beauty entwined, complete.
I collect wisdom like seeds
and plant them every step I take.
Weeping Willow trees grow.
Orange flowers bloom.
I visit whenever I feel lost
which is often.
Hour 2: Special Recipe
Recipe for Working with Kiddos with Special Needs
- Sense of humour
- Flexibility
- Kindness
- Firmness
- A dash of sarcasm
In working with kiddos with special needs, you need a big, heaping pile of humour. Let the humour set for a bit, or you will be in for an emotional boomer. A scoop of flexibility is vital, to keep your stress in check. To be rigid and unbendable, will just give you a pain in the neck. Add kindness to the whole mixture, a spoonful of firmness will keep you on track. Mix in a dash of sarcasm, and a successful recipe you will get back.