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
My Garden’s Butterfly
A triangle with rounded edges.
Black lines streak across
your golden yellow body.
I’m surprised by you,
resting on petals of orange.
You surprised by me,
as my sprayer’s mist gets to close.
That is when I see you again
for the first time.
Wings outstretched you are delicate yet
four maybe five inches wide.
You are the largest butterfly I have ever seen.
Larger than life
yet life itself.
© Delaina Miller 2012