Hour Twelve
Prompt 12: Poem of descending syllables
Blurred Destiny
One fine morning, crisp mist gathered my
senses, mainly my vision got
blurred, forming a fragile lens.
Lens of prism, scattering
hallucinations
of destiny
desired
once.
Yes–Hour 15
Don’t ask me to ruminate
and list the times I wish
I had said yes
The only times
it truly mattered
in the bright concourse of life
I did say yes
to my wife-to-be
now my wife-in-fact
Don’t ask me to tabulate regrets
I have none
After decades I learned
to feel love
accept love
share love
in gratitude
with the ease of saying
Yes
A Little Rest
A Little Rest
Life is delicate but
you can’t be too careful
work diligently, and
take comfort in that which
you do well
yes, take comfort in
your relative closeness to perfection
in that which you do
for, to take comfort, and to enjoy the repose of
your labor
is not even assured
so, if you have the good fortune of that
tiny vanity, remember,
that too is
a gift of God.
Champion of the world
He started from the bottom just like the others,
faced constant adversity in his pursuit of excellence
and then one day it all just clicked. next thing he knew,
he was locked and loaded.
He strived every day to reach maximum potential and
in the process, lost everything he once held dear.
because the truth is the destination didn’t matter one bit.
all that was important was the journey.
#15- The Road More Travelled
What if I’d said yes,
At every point of my life.
Every opportunity that came my way,
Taking it up without a moment’s thought.
The answer to every question,
That was ever asked of me.
If I’d given in to life,
Accepting its way of course as my own.
Where would I be now?
I have to wonder,
Would I be Queen with royal subjects,
Would I be a killer my knife dripping with blood?
Would I be a philanthropist giving away all I have,
Would I be the person on the other side of the blade?
What if I’d taken the road more travelled,
Would I end up like everyone else?
Or would my ordinary choices,
Set me apart from everyone else?
Simply because no one is normal,
Simply because I myself am not normal,
Though my choices are…
~thryaksha
Prompt 15- Yes
I will do it
I had never been asked if I needed help before
It seemed uncertain
like a want
rather than a need
I shrugged it off
lifted 50 lbs
and tied it down
I can do it
the load is always heavy
hibachi – 15 of 24
the Robin perched on my windowsill
wonders if I am neckdeep in my terror
this morning? He taps his beak on the pane
and asks me my middle name
and social security number. Just in case
my next nervous breakdown
has a hell of a lot of caffeine
and my heart stops, on his watch. He wants
My life insurance and my best sweater
for his nest.
I tell him I’m fine,
he believes me and flies off,
A hawk takes him for hibachi
Why
I wonder what happened
I don’t know why…
Time passes by so fast
I learned the difference
When to say…Yes!
And when to say… No!
@Maritza – Hour Fifteen
Hour 15 – Portal (image prompt)
The day they appeared
It wasn’t all at once.
Some appeared in tandem
but most, most were static
All were the same icy blue
And through them came the shadows
Harmless shadows
latching on
To our own shadows
Some gained many shadows
Some gained only one.
A hierarchy formed,
the more you had the better
And more portals each day
Brought more shadows
The bottom tier could pick on me,
because the day the portals appeared
My shadow vanished.
And fed up, I ventured, wondering
“What happens if I go through a portal?”
Angel Wings
Wings displayed
Ready to help
White as pure
Ready to guide
Moving fast
Ready to protect
Never too late
To trust in him!
@Maritza – Hour Fourteenth