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
In response to the Washington Post article “Is Poetry Dead”
Zombie Call
From their tombs and graves they rise
Zombie Poets: Homer, Poe, Lorde, and more
restless from rolling over
too many times. Muses
for the living poets who agree
there are things left to say.
History’s repetitions prove some stories
need to be retold and lessons relearned.
What say you Playwrights and Journalists
have you no tales to weave and news to bring?
Then why make poets redundant
in this information age and time of disparity.
As long as night remains juxtaposed with day
and we continue to fall at the heels of war
and kneel in a miracle’s wake
poets will fill a need.
All of us Veterans of life
search for a place and voice.
Today’s world of technology and machines
does not mandate more form
it requires creative sovereignty.
Zombies is what we’ll be without some heartfelt poetry.
Shared for dVerse Open Link Night week 81 with Claudia behind the bar.
yep…def. we will always need the voices of poets…the form and use of language may change over the years, but the need to write lives on…and i can’t imagine that poetry ever dies..
This poem has gone through some draft and I think I need at least one more. The first draft was too sarcastic and I feared that my tone would be misunderstood. Thanks for commenting and reading. Cheers!
zombies is what we will be without some heartfelt poetry…i agree…heart is what is needed….a fun approach to this…have a poet i know that does a great spoken word piece on attending a poetry reading to an audience of zombies…you made me think of him tonight..
I am glad you like it Brian. I think it could be stronger without dramatics so I might play with it some more. Or it could be that I have given their opinion too much energy already. 😉
Hmmm, as I see it, poetry certainly is not dead!! I think it is alive and well…in the blogosphere and elsewhere. Poets redundant? I think not!! Smiles.
Yeah I bet that journalist and the playwrite would hate it if we started writing poems about how their mediums were dead. Anyway thanks for the read and taking the time to comment. Cheers!