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 26
Today’s prompt was to write a water poem. As it has been rainy as of late the prompt was not hard to write. 🙂
It is also Open Link Night at the dVerse pub and Beth Winter is minding the bar. So pop on over and immerse yourself in some fine poetry.
Waterfall
A dark heavy sky releases
the warmth of spring.
Ripples explode across puddles
as droplets splash in.
A dogwood tousled
by the of wind
sleeps no more.
To join the poets hanging at the dVerse Pub #OLN. Beth is doing a fine job tending the bar.
To read more poems for today’s prompt visit Poetic Asides
there is something about spring rains that awaken me as much as it awakens the blossoming trees. a lovely write.
Oh me too. I just love this season, I used to tell people I came two weeks early just so I would not miss it. 🙂
Love the imagery and the word tousled thrown in the mix.
Thank you Colleen, it can’t be spring without feeling a little tousled can it? 😉
So beautiful!!!
Thank you and thank you for visiting. Cheers!
Lovely… this captures the view outside my window just now perfectly.
Oh how nice that we could share the scene Kelly. 🙂 Cheers!
When spring awake the trees… the rain can still be blissful..
So true Bjorn. Thanks for reading and comments. Cheers!
i like the tousled dogwood… hmmm… love me a fresh spring rain…
Me too, thank you for reading and commenting Claudia. Cheers.
This is wonderful – mind you, I just drooled over your picture. This type of weather speaks so strongly to me, and you’ve put into words that which I feel deep inside. Vivienne (OneVoicePoetry)
Thank you. I just love spring and to watch the power of earth wake from its hibernation. It simply fills the soul with energy. 🙂
Thanks for reading.
Beautiful words ~ I can’t wait for spring’s arrival ~
Thank you Grace. 🙂
“A dogwood tousled
by the of wind
sleeps no more.”
Beautiful imagery here! The past few days have been a bit windy & rainy here in our neck of the woods. The forsythia are out, but no dogwood in bloom yet! Loved your capture.
Thank you Ginny. Thanks also for reading mine. Cheers!
Great capture…skilled write 🙂 ~jackie~
Hey thanks Jacqueline! I just read your voice for the first time. I love your poem so much I have subscribed to your blog. Cheers!
I am so glad the dogwoods are awake and water is freed from its frozen form. You captured the spring thaw beautifully.
Thank you Beth!