Sometimes it leaves you
with just a taste in your mouth
of something you almost remember
something you'll almost have
Other times it'll hit you hard,
and stop everything else
never leaving you alone
until it's done
But lately, more often than not
it's just out of reach
Fluttering away
leaving you frustrated
and confused
Friday, April 17, 2015
Day Seven: Book Titles (Prompt)
The Complete Gardener:
not just the name of a book,
but who we hope to become
in reading it
It doesn't talk so much
about the way the plants make you feel
moreso about layouts,
and successful plants
Though in reading it,
and stealing away its ideas
for your own yard
Do you find yourself
in sweat and dirt
and labor and blooms
not just the name of a book,
but who we hope to become
in reading it
It doesn't talk so much
about the way the plants make you feel
moreso about layouts,
and successful plants
Though in reading it,
and stealing away its ideas
for your own yard
Do you find yourself
in sweat and dirt
and labor and blooms
Day Six: Personal, No Prompt
I've been pushing myself recently
trying new things
It's good for me
It's helped me to forget
I've made new friends
Even kept in touch with old ones!
I work a lot
(That's not always good)
But I keep busy
And that is good
Learning how to cope
No-
Learning how to be me
It's a new adventure
It's scary
but exciting
Day Five: Personal, No Prompt
The sun shines down
in what seems like the first time in years
It warms the earth with its touch
And lifts the seeds from their sleep
Everything becomes green,
as if by magic
The birds begin to sing
They never left,
but now they yell to the sun
"it's over! it's over! Winter has gone home!"
And my heart soars
Friday, April 10, 2015
Day Four: Prompt (Teacup)
A song came
And rolled you away
Over a cup of tea
Honey
You're a lost cause
A sinking ship
that I don't want to save
All this time
All my love
We're gone,
blown away on our winds
You're lost and gone
Not mine, never mine
Sinking, in my cup of tea
Lost to me
Gone, gone
All my love
Day Three: Personal, No Prompt
Walk in, slam the door
Nothing's been done
too much to do
stress ads up
Like layers to the laundry pile
Not enough hours in the day
Nor money in the check
The floors need sweeping,
the rugs need beat
Never enough days in a week.
Friday, April 3, 2015
Day Two: Stars (Prompt)
There is magic
in looking up to the stars
Smokey campfires, cool nights
Far enough out there
that they're the only light
Dreams and wishes
swirl and float throughout
Calm settles in,
it's so big out there
but this little piece of it
It's good
Wednesday, April 1, 2015
Day One: (Prompt) Book Page
Find a book, turn to page 28. Pick 10 words that interest you. Use 7 in your poem.
Ordinarily you wouldn't have thought it
but again and again,
your thoughts linger
Growing worries,
the most troublesome rising to the surface
A black mark on your heart
Trust no longer immaculate
No balm,
no medicine
can soothe this ill
Words: immaculate, lingered, ordinary, marked, richest, growing, medicine, enabled, rising, existence.
Ordinarily you wouldn't have thought it
but again and again,
your thoughts linger
Growing worries,
the most troublesome rising to the surface
A black mark on your heart
Trust no longer immaculate
No balm,
no medicine
can soothe this ill
Words: immaculate, lingered, ordinary, marked, richest, growing, medicine, enabled, rising, existence.
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