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
Human Texture
Faces sketched in black and white
the complications of human textures
drawn in lines and shadows.
Eyes etched with a pencil’s tip
so much lies within the soul’s pathways.
It is no wonder we fall in love.
Skin drawn taut or wrinkled
the mortal fabric we wear
stretched like canvas on a frame .
Facial symmetry, damned
or enhanced by the artist’s hand,
embodiment of idyllic beauty.
Hair strands surrounding
the façade of the whole
exposing the artist’s skill.
Human essence captured
in chiaroscuro and
in shades of gray.
©Delaina J Miller 2012
Art work courtesy of Elspeth Murdoch
Thank you for the inspiration Elspeth
