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
Today in 1969 Neil Armstrong walked on the moon. In honor of the occasion I am reposting…
Launching Magic
Do you remember that old washing machine?
We would climb on top and pretend it was our rocket ship.
Counting down, our voices getting louder with each number
10. 9. 8. 7. 6. 5. 4. 3. 2. 1. Blastoff!
In frenzy we began twisting the dials
that would send us to Armstrong’s moon.
I never saw the stars with you.
But I remember the day the motor
sparked to life and we both jumped off
neither of us ready to take that flight.
© Delaina J. Miller 2014
This poem is in the up and coming anthology, She Too: Four Voices in (Almost) Harmony.
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