ET’s Science Project
Too much carbon in the air
made them all machines.
Squared lips, rounded jaws
of organic steel.
A world of hot diamonds
and melted glass
upon which they roll
on titanium pegs.
A strange experiment!
Hour 16 : A letter to Tears
Dear Anna Akhmatova,
I sincerely hope that you are doing well. I’m writing to thank you for creating the powerful piece “Requiem.”” Few works of literature have ever affected my spirit the way your words have.
“Requiem” is a monument to the human spirit’s tenacity in the face of unfathomable suffering and loss. Your bravery in documenting the agony that so many people went through during the Stalinist era is both heartbreaking and motivating. Your skill as a poet is demonstrated by your ability to depict the sorrow and agony experienced by a whole generation.
You gave voice to the voiceless in “Requiem,” and your comments served as a potent reminder of the value of bearing witness to history’s most horrifying events.
The suffering people have found comfort in your poetry, and it has shown them the way to restoration and peace.
I want to express my gratitude for your bravery and dedication to justice and truth. Your writing has a lasting impact on readers all across the world and is a potent reminder of how literature has the capacity to illuminate even the most shadowy aspects of human history.
I sincerely respect and thank you.
Ghost of the dead
Hour18
Do you hear the roar of pain?
If you do, will you give a hand or
will you let others to do so? Why do you
postpone? What are you waiting for?
Prompt 24 – Hope in a Hopeless Situation
Image Courtesy of Pixabay
In darkest hours when all seems lost and bleak,
When shadows cast their shroud on weary hearts,
Amid the chaos, hope begins to speak,
A flicker in the dark, where despair departs.
When tempests rage and tear the world apart,
And sorrow’s tears like raindrops ceaselessly fall,
In hope’s embrace, we find a brand new start,
A beacon in the night, to guide us all.
Though storms may rage and clouds may hide the way,
Hope whispers softly, “This too shall pass.”
With steadfast faith, we greet the break of day,
For hope endures, a flame that’s meant to last.
So in the depths of trials and endless strife,
Take solace in the power of hope, your guiding light.
Antoinette LeRoux © 2023
New year/new me 7am
Every year around this time
everyone starts saying the
same things without fail
I can hear them echoing
in my mind
Today is the day that I
will get into shape
today is the day that I will
Start eating healthier
I’ll stop that bad habit
I’ll save my money
I’ll do this
I’ll do that
Pretty ironic for someone
who seems to do great for
about three days and then
well what do we have here-?
I thought you were going to change
your habits
I got too busy-
Be honest-
The going got tough and instead of
sticking with-
You caved.
I can’t say much against you
I’m the same way.
I tried to stop eating
bad food and I tried to
exercise more
because frankly-
I can hear disease huffing and
puffing behind me and I have realized
that i am making it far far too easy for it
to catch me.
I must not want to change THAT bad
If every year it’s the same old same old
but I do know that when disease
eventually does catch me-
I’ll be surprised because my habits
aren’t that bad-
Are they?
2023 Poem Seventeen
Untitled
Give me your arms ’round
my body, head on your chest
and let me stay here
Hour 24 “The Moment Of Aware…”
Hour 24
9/3/2023
“The Moment Of Aware…”
Neither the world nor its people
are as we WANT to believe.
Life has always had a price
…and people
– well, are not inherently moral prodigies
of self-less virtue
or otherwise – always fit to lead.
Whether that price was dictated
by an individual or group
OR self-appointed (regardless of sex)
Czar, Emperor, King, Pastor, Imam, Politician, et al
– it’s always another that pays the price.
Laws are NOT fair,
nor seldom just…
nor even applied equally.
And “THIS” is how this
(as all things) …ends.
Chris
(C) Chris Twyford 9/3/2023