Inspired by this week’s Poetry Prompt from WeDrink. This universe likes to give me material to write with, whether it be poetry or prose.
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Ocean Dream – Poetry Prompt #17
This is done to the tune of “Popcorn Popping” which is a Primary song from the Children’s Primary Songbook. The place that I would like to see is the ocean, in response to this week’s Poetry Prompt from WeDrink.
I have been to the West Coast and East Coast of the Continental U.S. but I have never seen an ocean.
Patience Thy Name Is Iris – Poetry Prompt 63
Written for Pooky’s Poetry Prompt for today: http://pookypoetry.wordpress.com/2014/07/02/poetry-prompt-63-one-word-per-line/
Also, inspired by my sister’s cat Iris, who is stalking a moth through the living room right now.
Guard Spires – Poetry Prompt #15
Written for the WeDrink Poetry Prompt this week: http://wedrinkbecausewerepoets.com/2014/06/23/poetry-prompt-15-artistry/
I love stars and anything to do with the sky…
Fallible Laughter – Poetry Prompt 52
Don’t laugh at me. Don’t call me names. Don’t get your pleasure from my pain. In God’s eyes we’re all the same. Don’t laugh at me. -Mark Wills, singerWhat is life like in the end? But when is the end? You are living as well as can be, Does it matter that you’re clothes are grey? Once they held color A spark of life indeed! Now they are soft And mostly colorless, But comfy nonetheless. You are just a child, One of many And yet there’s always enough. People watch you play, You’re never lonely. So why do their noses tip up? Maybe they ran into a door? You watch as people come and go, Why are so many things leaving? Where has everyone gone? Why are their so many boxes around? Can we not let daddy in? Why must we keep the door locked. Why, mommy, do you cry so much? Why do the neighbors look down upon us? Is it because we cannot keep the grass alive? We’ve tried just about everything! The trees survive…mostly… The bushes survive In fact they thrive! Fruit they over abundantly share. We’re leaving! We’re leaving! The Spirit can speak to many In revelations very personal to any. Yet why is it that He cannot speak to us? To move our family as He has so many others. Why can He speak to you, but not to me?
He is no respecter of persons. So we must work as hard as can be, We cannot stop moving for even a moment. Once we stop, we will not start. Why is it that our labors are never enough? People tell us that we will never float, That soon we shall sink. Why drag us further when it is all to tread water? Times are rough, They always seem to be. Yet I shall keep on going And never despair to be For I am more than just this moment. I am before and tomorrow as well Because it is for myself I live. Other people’s opinions and choices are theirs. I can only answer for my own.
Written for one of Pooky’s Poetry Prompts: http://pookypoetry.wordpress.com/2014/06/21/poetry-prompt-52-stigma/
Also because this is something that I have lived with, seen and tried really hard to not be a part of (on either side of the fence). I am not perfect. I do not claim to be, but sometimes…
Sometimes I’m human and stupid and fallible. And sometimes I need a swift kick in the head.
Black and White – Poetry Prompt 37
All shades and hues combined would black and white be, either in colors or light. So both for all are just right.
Written for this Pooky Poetry Prompt: http://pookypoetry.wordpress.com/2014/06/06/poetry-prompt-37-favourite-colour/
Dear Sister Mine – Poetry Prompt #14
Written for this week’s WeDrink Poetry Prompt: http://wedrinkbecausewerepoets.com/2014/06/16/poetry-prompt-14-letter/
This is also a letter from Comet to her sister Star before Comet is sent away.
I Beg to Differ – Poetry Prompt 45
Written for one of Pooky’s Poetry Prompts: http://pookypoetry.wordpress.com/2014/06/14/poetry-prompt-45-climbing/
And because I’ve heard that the journey is the most important part. While it is important what you use as a means to an end, the end you’re moving towards is just as important.
Stay Calm…You’re Only Burning – Poetry Prompt #12
“What if we had ideas that could think for themselves? What if one day our dreams no longer needed us? When these things occur and are held to be true, the time will be upon us. The Time of Angels.” -from Doctor Who
Written based off of a snippet of an old dream I had often back in middle and high school. Sometimes I can still feel the pain of arrows piercing limbs that I don’t even have…
Also written for this week’s WeDrink Poetry Prompt: http://wedrinkbecausewerepoets.com/2014/06/02/poetry-prompt-12-moments/
On the Horizon – Poetry Prompt 25
I wonder often how it will all turn out. So I must continue on without a doubt.
It was almost too quiet, but real life didn’t come with background music.
Can I withstand what will come about? Oh, I shan’t sit with a moment of doubt! My faith is given and trust as well, I know that for some this is a farewell. No, I must face this head on, and know that Going through with my life while still at bat.
When you make a decision, for better or worse, it was still yours to make.
Written partially for how my life seems to be going at the moment and partially for Pooky’s prompt: http://pookypoetry.wordpress.com/2014/05/25/poetry-prompt-25-extended-metaphor/