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
Day 16
Today’s prompt to write a elegy. I decided to write about something I wish would die – Poverty
The Death of Poverty
Rulers have come and gone
that worshipped the way
you brought the poor to their knees.
So many tears shed in your name.
You taught us well,
with bloated bellies
hung on tiny brittle bones
to look with our eyes
and open our hearts.
Now that you have passed
I cannot honestly say I’m sad.
In fact for you, I hope
there is no resurrection day.
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