October 8

Fear

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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

Today’s prompt was to write an elegy poem. Staying true to Delaina J. Miller fashion I wrote an elegy for something I wish did not exist or at the very least, did not rule our lives no matter how well intentioned. 🙂

fear

Fear

What will we do
without you?
How can we face the sun
when all we know of it
is shadows?
Protected we were
in your fog asylum.
Your presence
no longer present,
our bleached and smooth minds
pull the shawl of courage
tight to our shoulders
fling the door wide
and greet the dawn.

About the author

Creator of sounds. Poet on an energetic journey with words. Explorer of Frequencies.


 

Delaina J Miller

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