March 19

And So It Is

dVerse, Free Verse, love poems, poems, Poetry

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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

And So It Is

Beyond the trees
I pray for peace
the fulfillment of needs
and the abundance of love.

Even shadows look for shelter
existing only where light persists
their beauty is the contrast
we find in ourselves.

Surrounded in the piquant smell of fog
our blindness has no relation to the dark.
Faith is a limitless devotion
that includes more than the Divine.

A human strength
is to use insight as our eyes
touch as our intelligence
and openness as bravery.

And so it is that beyond the trees
I pray for peace
the fulfillment of needs
and the abundance of love.

Writing and sharing to Meet the Bar set by Victoria and the dVerse Pub.

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Delaina J Miller

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  • Truly faith lives within.. a garden of exquisite emotion to be watered.. sprinkled with seeds of love.. the ever growing truth of being is planted with those seeds of love.. to see faith grow in all human being love can be..:)

  • Even shadows look for shelter…. love this… and i too pray for peace and an abundance of love.. the world would look so different..

  • The stanza with the shadows looking for shelter is so good, strong verbs, yet so gentle and kissed with spring.

    • Nice! My J is for Jean but my mother’s maiden name is Jackson so there is yet another tie with our names. 🙂

  • Even shadows look for shelter -really love this line, – Delaina, this is such a beautiful prayer – thanks for sharing it tonight.

  • Hope springs eternal as faith is tested daily; interesting take on the prompt. I liked the lines
    /surrounded by the piquant smell of fog/our blindness has no relation to the dark/–as Islamic extremists continue to butcher the innocent, painting them & us with the Infidel brush.

    • Thank you Glenn for your kind words. Too many hide behind their thoughts of God while destroying the very point.

  • Yes, faith is a limitless devotion, isn’t it? We believe and follow and, yes, pray for peace…AND love! Well penned, Delaina.

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