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
Day 16 (Write a new poem from an old theme/poem) I actually reworked two poems one is a little hotter than the other. Here is the milder one.
Skin
The threshold
separating our souls.
The layers
of your energy
forever separate
but never divided
from defining us.
Our bodies nested
in our shared existence.
A morning breeze stirs
the flesh
we cocoon tighter.
Both, half awake
conscious of each other;
breath, skin, and heat
we remain still and let passion
fill the space between.