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
Behind the Silence
You live in a world full
of actions and delights.
We know, we can see
your eyes light up from within
we watch as your face folds
into different expressions.
Bursts of emotion escape
your otherwise silent lips.
We learn your sounds
have little to do with us.
You hold the world you play in,
delight in — a secret.
A private joke between you and the universe
only acknowledging the outside world
to fulfill survival needs, food and drink.
Anchored to the wait,
our heavy hearts standby
for an occasional snuggle
when your sensory needs demand
the weight of a hug.
