January 20

Sunrise

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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

Sunrise

Sunrise - Totomai Martinez http://www.totomai.net
Sunrise – Totomai Martinez
http://www.totomai.net

In waves
the sun tiptoes
and sinks into footprints
left in soft sand.

In a gull’s cry
echoes carry.
Lovers come together
on the strand.

Yesterday leaves
with the tide
to bring the future —
glistening footholds.

Tonight at the dVerse Poetics Mary is serving up the inspiring photography of Totomai Martinez. Come and join the fun and art.

This poem can now be found in The Unique & Sundry, which happens to be available on Amazon.

About the author

Creator of sounds. Poet on an energetic journey with words. Explorer of Frequencies.


 

Delaina J Miller

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  • This is like finding a treasure..I can’t help but think that a blind person reading this would have to have this image in their mind upon hearing it.

  • the ebb and flow of past and future…and with every new wave the old disappears a bit more and the sand is a blank canvas for whatever lies ahead..

  • Picked a great image, & matched it beautifully with your words; time by the sea, for me, is always a revitalization, perhaps reminding all of us that the ocean was our first domicile.

  • The first stanza it felt i was walking beside the rising sun as a dear friend returning from a short sleep.. wonderful.

  • Very lovely, Delaina! I couldn’t pick a single verse to like better than the other as each conveys different picture of touching moments. So refreshing to read, at the same time, really affecting. Thanks for the poem. Smiles.

  • Oh yes, I see our suns were both tiptoeing………great minds! LOL. I love the photo you chose, love it when the edge of the sea looks like that…..and your poem captures its essence so beautifully.

  • Sunsets and sunrises, especially at the sea, are very unique moments when yesterday leaves and a new day is ushered in, everything seems possible.

  • So true that yesterday leaves with the tide (as it should) making way for that glistening future! Enjoyed your response to this photo of Totomai’s. I can almost feel the waves in your words.

  • nice…i like the play on feet all the way through…the sun tiptoeing into footprints….great opening…and then how you come back to footholds…the middle though gives it substance in my opinion though…the lovers coming together…and how yesterday…today…flows back out making way for tomorrow…

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