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
Puppet Strings
Age pulls at my skin
forcing wrinkles to crumple cheeks.
My once limber and strong back
now moans if I bend
for too long. Yet the puppet strings
controlling the words
that escape my gaping mouth
never seem to lose their elasticity.
I wonder how time bends
to meet the mind’s understanding
and how the night sky only changes
with the proximity of the sun
while a day is measured
as if there are no wrinkles in time
and though the sun does not wear its own dial.
So how can it be:
that wounds are healed by time,
that childhood dreams
are meant to be put way,
and that my words are still tied
to yesterday?
Hand me that pair of scissors
it is time to live impulsively.
Written and shared for #OLN at dVerse with Joseph Hesch behind the bar.
Never put away childhood dreams Delaina, they will at least give you youthful eyes to view the world through.
But you are just a young thing yet. Look at me, in China I’m old enough to be an ancestor!
Good write my love, and food for thought! And yeah, hang on to the sock monkey! <3
Never Res! I am living the best childhood dreams now as an adult. 🙂
The sock monkeys stay!
Thanks for your support it is a priceless gift.
..don’t put your childhood companions away from you… there’ll come a time in life somewhere that you’ll need to go back & look for ’em for that one more chance of feeling the first hugs… don’t just hold the seeds of memory… plant ’em and grow old together… smiles… thanks for the poem!
Don’t worry Kelvin I will not put my childhood companions away they sit on my desk as I write 😉 Thank you for visiting my blog and for your comments.
Cheers!
ha nice…yes…time to live life without strings…and we should never forget our childhood dreams…thanks for the reminder…smiles
Cheers Claudia! Thank you for reading 🙂
Who wants to be anyone’s puppet? So right, cut away! I really enjoyed the introspection in this and your close. 🙂
Thank you Jennifer;
It was a fun little write. 🙂
Yes, cut those ties. The words will still follow you.
*snip* *snip* Live is like that sometimes, you cut the ties to find other and if you are not careful you are tangled up again. 🙂
Thank you for reading Mrs Mediocrity 🙂
Go ahead and cut! I especially like: while a day is measured
as if there are no wrinkles in time.
Thank you Colleen. Thank you you for visiting my blog 🙂
So how can it be:
that wounds are healed by time,
that childhood dreams
are meant to be put way,
and that my words are still tied
to yesterday?……great lines. I love this.
Thank you Ayala. Thank you for reading.
Cheers!
I so loved this! Very relateable piece!
Thank you Audrey;
So was yours. Thanks for reading 🙂
you are cutting your strings, one at a time..
when you feel ready..
your freed spirit
is very close.
xxoo
Cheers Mom2;
I am and if feels good. So I will no longer cling to stings that bind me 🙂
Thank you for your love and support it is nice to know I have so many good people ready to catch me if my leap of fate flings me face down 🙂
Cute ending. I once had my hair cut real short on a whim. It’s long again.
Thank you for reading Laurie.
I trying to wait to see what the OLN Bar Keep has on tap for the night. After reading Joseph’s remarks this was what sprouted. 🙂
haha…cut those strings…rather like that close on this…i am not ready to put away childish things…or let things weight me down…and cool sock monkey!
Cheers Brian;
I am ready to cut the self-imposed strings but I will not put away childhood dreams the sock monkey stays (wink).
Thanks for reading and commenting. 🙂