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
The Importance of a Rainbow
It was on a long walk home
he taught us:
to look for the light in falling rain;
to read between segregated lines;
to act in courage in the face of rage;
to use benevolence to survive the inhumane.
It is on our long walk home,
that we embrace our vitality
by looking to our rainbows.
For Nelson Mandela with love and gratitude.
This poem can now be found in The Unique & Sundry, which happens to be available on Amazon.
That’s outstanding Delaina. Great work. Love the line:- “to read between segregated lines;”
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Thank you so much Res, your support has made my day!