Three Days Grace (Hour Eleven, A Somonka Poem)
Three Days Grace
Son, I have watched you
grow from bouncing baby boy
to once and future
King. This proud poppa’s heart hurts.
Fear not; I’ll see you soon.
Tell me, Father, why
hast Thou forsaken me? I’ve
done as you asked. Please
don’t leave me, Daddy. Even three
days without You is too long.
(A somonka is composed of two tankas, written in two different voices, that carries a central theme of love. It doesn’t have to be romantic love; it can be brotherly, platonic, parental, etc. A tanka poem is made up of five lines with a syllabic count of 5/7/5/7/7. This poem was inspired by the hours just before Jesus Christ’s crucifixion.)
Hour 4 – Prompt hour 4
6 word poetry – Marriage
God is love, that’s why we are.
Hour 3
There isn’t enough of you to go around in this world
that is why you are you.
Unique,
individual,
bright
and beautiul.
Your essence lingers on
with those you interact with
long after you have gone.
everytime I hear your name
a fond smile creeps in the borders of my mouth.
The way you are
a burst of life and laughter
you are light and hope
and a ray of sunshine to many.
Your smile is infectious
your energy is so contagious
you light up the room with the tone of your voice.
And your choice of words.
Your embrace is so warming and comforting .
Like a blanket of hope
your hugs are amazing.
I miss you.
I wish you were here.
Hour 17…2023 On the Nature of Daylight
I too have heard this before as I am writing and as my lips explore lyrics unlike these that that whisper in my ears and bleed true sentiments unexplored that turn into soft melodies.
They are like tender kisses that quell my fears and ignite the flames of passion I hold inside.
A flame that will not be extinguished.
Calming the darkest of night.
A place where the kindest of dreams like precious seeds are planted in soil as rich as midnight.
Ninety-five percent of life is begat in quite of the night as plants seed and oceans bloom…away from the comfort of the light we all come to know and love.
The darkness to is life giving too.
The sun gives a gentle caress that gives the tiny hairs on my skin a chance to glow like a highlighted halo around me aura of gold.
I learned this year this birth year this spring and summer to see ones, including my own setbacks as, superpowers instead of frailties.
Calming breezes envelop and swallow the bee and spiders that surround my garden. I am in deep waters, and I am no longer afraid.
I am a heart that knows to the depth to fim or that it cannot spear souls on a journey greater than themself. I find meaning in a world withhold feeling and half my hear up tall.
Fine me healing regardless of place. I seek peas and drama I relinquish unless it is for the stage. When all good things come to an end I do not fret or have regret.
Anew I am refreshed. Different faces,time cannot erase.
I miss my father more than ever and my two uncles too and my aunt even though from another marriage once removed.
We are all equal in his eyes and I miss them all deeply.
It’s hard to imagine a world without them yet this is why we must proceed and move forward not every loving anyone less or more.
Just love.
Thats what I do.
I love you while you are alive, and I wish I could love you all the more here or not and so I will pour into me and those that I care for more and more each day.
13 / ChatGPT
[prompt: Describe your profession through a funny/humourous poem.]
ChatGPT
I
teach
writing
🙁
Heavenly Father (Hour Ten)
Heavenly Father
Heavenly Father, teach me how to pray
I can’t find the words, but I’ve so much to say
Thanks for salvation, for mercy, and grace
For sending the Savior to die in my place
Thanks for forgiveness, for love beyond measure
For each earthly blessing each heavenly treasure
Heavenly Father, bless each step I take
Lead me in righteousness for Your name’s sake
When I am restless, please help me be still
Guide me to glory, lead me in Your will
When times are troubled and Life has gone wrong
Let me speak of your goodness, let me praise you in song
Heavenly Father, lay hands on my life
Stay by side, through both joy and strife
When Satan attacks in the darkness of night
Let Your Word shine upon me, a beacon of light
When Life becomes tough, even though I’m to blame
Lord, help me remember to call on Your name.
Memories
Hour Five (This one shows up on my profile before the end of the marathon but for some reason doesn’t show up on my activity feed. Is strange. Here is the screenshot of the original posting. Not sure what I fouled up on in posting the original)
Memories tucked into
my breast pocket
left and close to my heart-
they flutter like eyelids
just waking from slumber-
fractured images
play upon the screen of thought
a remembrance and tribute
to a life once lived
by previous lives-
the ancestors of self
that passed away
by the alchemical chemicals
and compounded experience
of former selves in prior chapters.
I reach out and touch a few
Grazing my fingertips over their edges
flipping through the pages of my life.
Some slip through fingers like ribbon
while others catch themselves upon
the thread of emotion
and slice I to my skin.
The salt of tears cleansing the wounds.
Some are moonlit passages
bathed in shadows
that circumvent the present-
I lift the camera lens of my eyes
and snap another memory
like my fingers
as I mosey along maintaining
a rhythm of observation.
I tuck it in with the rest
sealing and stamping the edges in
minding where I come from
and just how far I’ve gone.
A moment of self that passes
then folded into memory.
Hour 16-2023: The Extra Ordinary
Extraordinary…I see each and every day in the mundane without name, purpose, or reason in all seasons all near my home and east of Rome.
GPS, the ice cube, the ankle bracelet, the firefly, and the ladybug I swallowed, even the blade of grass, Palo Santo, the experience of seeing the bioluminescence in the ocean, and the simple elegance of the prism.
Trivial, and all luxuries to me.
12 / Peacock Haiku
Luther’s Peacock Haiku
Toes scratch the tin roof
Sudden outbreak of mews, then
I spot the ocelli
[prompt: Mandala drawn by Vidya Shankar]