Hello everyone;
I did say "haphazardly" participating in the April PAD Challenge. This is why day one is being posted after day two.
Day 1 prompt of "write an optimistic poem"
Not Dead Yet, Me
Is it really such a tragedy
that my sentences are raggedy
words tread together by similarity?
The conversation is still defiantly
expressions of me.
Is it really such a travesty
that I wander aimlessly?
When I can travel through time so easily
…our life history
…a life lived outrageously.
Is it really such a disparity
that I have forgotten the melody
of your name? Still there’s some clarity….
I know the feelings of family
and passions intensity.
Is it really such an indignity
that something once familiar is now a novelty.
Or that simple tasks escape me.
I still dance to life’s jamboree
and sing majestically.
Is it really such a finality
even as I become more absentee?
There is plenty of life in my legacy.
Don’t bother writing my eulogy,
when there’s still time to create a memory.
©2024 Delaina Miller
A Beach Glass Soul
I found love in you today.
You opened up your soul
for all to see
though the windows of your words.
Consonants buffed by vowels
beach glass tokens
fall from your tongue.
Oceans of tears pull from
sandy beaches and rocky shores
adding salt to wounds
and cooling burns.
Yesterday drawn from the coast today
returns upon tomorrow’s shores
as cast-a-ways.
The sunset’s reflection
speaks of tomorrow’s dawn.
Your beach glass bobble
lies soft against my thudding heart.
That’s lovely Delaina. I’ve often thought Beach Glass held a certain property. Now I know! 😉
Cheers Res! Thank you for reading 🙂
So very beautiful! Your poetry always makes me see the world in a more beautiful realm. Thanks
Thank you Mom your opinion and support means a lot to me.
I love you.