24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Floating in the idea that this will last forever blissfully ignorant. Hopeful for the future whatever that maybe head first no questions asked. I believe in you I trust in what we can be. I will never come down from this high you give me. You are the perfect daydream in a flawed nightmare When I can’t wake up we will fly away together on cloud nine.
Willows weeping waterfalls,
When watchful wraiths wager wishes,
Where webs weave worthiness,
While wildlings whisper wickedly.
Wrongful wishes wash within,
Witches wielding wildfires,
Warrior’s wits withstand wisely,
Winning with wet woodcuts.
Willows wilts, weeping waterfalls,
Wicked witches whine, warring warriors win,
Watch with wisdom,
Wagering wraiths whimper.
-Note: This was a challenge by my daughter, now read it out loud.
Write a poem in five parts. The sections can be numbered or named but they must all be clearly separated from each other within the poem as a whole.
Happy writing!
Lightning flash
thrashing seas
which swell and crash.
Salty seas
tastes the life
of Tomas y Maria.
Silhouettes, mannequins
of an indifferent God
who doesn’t seem to care.
Their wooden raft
creaks and floats,
lashed together by
who they want to be.
But no on seems to care.
Each crash and fall
pushing them away
from drowning in indifference.
Awaken in me desire, irresistible desire
For freedom, for bounds higher
Revive in me seasons of rising
Console my uprisings
Hardly, for ages did I find solace
And Oh! Fate and its vengeful grace
Awaken in me fire, to burn through my soul
Make me whole
I have never known much of my;
My existence, they said was a lie
Awaken in me love, the language divine
And give me what’s mine
Mine is my love, my art, my word and thought
And the battles of fate fought
Now awaken in me peace
And they laughed such and would tease
When I asked for peace, they would
Remind me of my ignorance should
Should I know that life has none
Only awakenings and battles won
Give me that fire whose light
Eliminates my mind
Give me that fire whose heat
Will burn veils of eyes
Give that fire whose flames
Will burn and melt my ego
Completely and fully
I, surrender myself
Jumping into this
Ocean of love and compassion
Drowning deep down
Strangely now I see
Myself ACROSS …..the shore
Seema Sahoo ©
9AM Post
Writing from here today
a bit strange
The house is quiet
I like this
Had trouble with my CD player for music
it’s working now
Had trouble learning to post
figured it out, I hope
Already 40 minutes past the hour
Wow, time flies
II
“Softly, softly now”, she whispered.
Fragile voice, trembling hands-
brushing against my cheek.
Tender love on fingertips.
Illuminated skin
chasing off the shadows
in pale blue light.
and so it began like christmas morn
anxious and excited
i gather my thoughts
my words wrapped up like little shiny gifts
under wrap and foil and bows.
here i sit…waiting patiently to be inspired.