24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Periwinkle hue
Reveals the truth.
Twilight fairies gather round the morning dew
As they know their work in nature turns
To napping soon.
Untouched by light,
Time is slipping
Giving away the night.
Night shift ends, these fairies take flight.
What’s left for the morning fairies?
The weaving of and wonderful start of
Another golden day
In precious June.
Mary Gabis
6/22/19
Thinking therefore as I am
Pointing to a new direction
Life tales exuding
Find the colors within
A contouring reality to grasp at
Love envelopes
Clarity points new direction
A life forming a transformation
Prompt # 15 Hour # 12
8:00 AM PHT 23/06/2019
After
I became cleaner after he died
Allowing forever paint chips
To loosen and be swept
Human smells creeping out
Through windows, doors ajar
Leaving constellations of dust
Autonomous universes
Home to beings who do no harm
Recycling even bad thoughts
Into tulips
TobeTT #12
Erasure Poem
Source: from Out of the Fog, C K Ober; 267 words; http://erasures.wavepoetry.com/sources.php
sarahw
this is my first erasure poem – more frustrating than a found poem because I’d like to move lines around, format and punctuate differently!!!
Cat cry breaks the night
right under my bedroom window.
It has a burgundy wildness
that is the opposite of my
outward tame energy.
We are not adversaries, this cat and I.
we compliment each
Like autumn and spring
like sky and sea..
Together we own
the brash spells of night.
J. Pratt-Walter
6/22/2019
Baby we can talk all night
But
I told you
There’s nothing left inside
you can cry all night
that’ll never change the snow
piling up outside
I wish you would make me leave
I tried to show you
I’m tired of words
I keep on telling you
there ain’t no way I’m ever gonna love you
be sad
be sad
I know you’re looking for a
Cracker Jack
I tell you
No
I’ll never give you
so many years
I’ll never
love back
Oh
she left me on a stormy night
She kissed me and got out of our bed
I pleaded and I begged her to walk out that door
She turned right away
there ain’t no way I’m ever gonna love you
Now be sad
there ain’t no way I’m ever gonna love you
Now be sad
we
ain’t getting nowhere
Once 700 Japanese-Americans were held here,
tents,
desert heat,
barbed wire,
guards.
Now we bring in new detainees,
adults,
young people,
toddlers,
infants.
Stop repeating history,
grim conditions,
dangerous conditions,
family separation.
Call me. I thought I would sail.
Whenever my hypos get me to knocking people’s hats off
I get to sea as soon as I can.
All men cherish the ocean
washed by waves and
cooled by breezes.
Thousands upon thousands
of mortal men
fixed in ocean reveries
looking high aloft
to get a seaward peep
How are you?
Euterpe, giver of delight,
please kindle my imagination!
I would love to ride a Pegasus
and to own a hive of virtuosos!
I was a girl who really wanted to have
a unicorn or a gifted mermaid like Ariel.
Maybe deep inside it’s the same girl-
a girl with a huge writing and singing passion!
We, America, rebuild
and confront power.
For too long the people have borne the cost.
[Taken from the Inaugural Address of the 45th President of the United States]