Poems: Standing Strong

Poem created in response to Poetic Bloomings’ prompt #428 “Again and Again“

This prompt was to use alliteration, possibly to use the Alliterisen form.  I got the alliteration, but will have to try the form out at a later time.

(form: lune)

Standing Strong

weary, weeping, yet
standing strong
damaged, defiant

(form: none/free verse)

Standing Strong
prejudiced people
playing at power
hiding their hating
bullying, berating
fail at breaking her spirit
standing strong with
courage and conviction
she shines her light on their lies

Poem: Village Mayor

Poem created in response to Poetic Bloomings’ “An Entertaining Summer” Poem-A-Day event

Day 28, July 28th

Prompt: Village in Late Summer

(form:  a sextet of shadormas)

Village Mayor

Our village

is really one street;

not much more

than a block

that dead-ends with a walk-thru

to a walking trail.

The Mayor,

an original

resident

of the street,

knows everyone, young and old;

shares the history

and the news

and the scuttlebutt

about buying

and selling,

the living and the dying,

arranges flowers,

helps walk dogs,

unblocks city drains,

and warns you

to secure

your potential projectiles

when a storm’s coming.

An artist,

she watercolors

local scenes

and wildlife,

turns them into Christmas Cards

she gives out each year

in exchange

for nothing other

than living

on her street,

for living in her village,

for being neighbors.

Poems: When summer showers interrupt & The Picnic

Poem created in response to Poetic Bloomings’ “An Entertaining Summer” Poem-A-Day event

Day 19, July 19th

Prompt: Summer Picnic

(form: lune)

When summer showers interrupt…

When summer showers
Interrupt
Just dance in the rain

 

(form: shadorma)

The Picnic
Deep gazes
Eyes mirror blue skies
Bare shoulder
Light laughter
Lighter touch…Now I’m sweating
So…I drink her in.

Poem: Good Vibrations

Poem created in response to Poetic Bloomings’ “An Entertaining Summer” Poem-A-Day event

Day 18, July 18th

Prompt: Endless Summer

(form: shadorma)

Good Vibrations

Way cool jazz
at the local lounge
Summer nights
Sultry voice
Shared good vibes with the beauty
who’d become my wife

Poem: Oh, Edna

Poem created in response to Poetic Bloomings’ “An Entertaining Summer” Poem-A-Day event

Day 17, July 17th

Prompt: Quoting Writers and Poets in Summer

Oh, Edna

Why would one want
to be all seasons?
Winter is cold and stark
with people cowering
indoors with fires blazing.
Autumn, brilliantly coloured,
is the twilight of the seasons,
the nearing of hibernation
and death.
Spring, the rebirth,
is young and new,
but frought with rainy days
blown all a-twitter.
Summer is sultry and mature,
fully blossomed,
with long days
and hot nights.
So, why should I want you
to be all seasons
when summer is so perfect?

 

Poem: Summer Nights are Magical Times

Poem created in response to Poetic Bloomings’ “An Entertaining Summer” Poem-A-Day event

Day 16, July 16th

Prompt: Summer Magic

(form: shadormas)

Summer Nights are Magical Times

Summer nights
are magical times.
Shimmering
coronas
surround brightly glowing moons;
Heavenly bodies.

Summer nights
are magical times.
Cold, long neck
Coronas
slake the evening thirsts of
Heavenly bodies.

Summer nights
are magical times.
Moonlit hair
coronas
the face I timidly kiss;
Heavenly body.

 

Poem: Lather, Rinse, Repeat

Poem created in response to Poetic Bloomings’ “An Entertaining Summer” Poem-A-Day event

Day 15, July 15th

Prompt: Summer Dawn

(form: shadorma)

Lather, Rinse, Repeat
Summer morn
The sun rises bright
Temp climbs up
Sweltering
Nightly storm soaks, booms, and cools
Resets overnight

 

Dawn always makes me think of Apollo, which is the title of a poem I wrote a few years ago for a different PAD:  https://pubwrite.wordpress.com/2012/11/09/poem-apollo/

Poems: Life’s Lesson Plan & Learning to be me

Poem created in response to Poetic Bloomings’ “An Entertaining Summer” Poem-A-Day event

Day 14, July 14th

Prompt: The Summer I Learned to Fly

(form: lune)

Life’s Lesson Plan
There’s no foolproof plan
No secret
Learn as best you can

 

(form: nonet)

Learning to be me
What took me the longest time to learn
was to simply love and accept me.
It took nearly forty years,
but I finally learned
the power others
have over me,
is only
what I
give.

 

Poem: Feeling the Beat

Poem created in response to Poetic Bloomings’ “An Entertaining Summer” Poem-A-Day event

Day 13, July 13th

Prompt: Hot Fun in the Summertime

(form: pantoum)

Two versions:  Both have the same two stanzas, but the final two are different because my first version doesn’t quite fit “Hot Fun in the Summertime”.

Feeling the Beat
I could just feel the beat
creeping in through the walls
there would be no retreat
no slacking at all

creeping in through the walls
came the raucous chorus
no slacking at all
a huge crowd before us

came the raucous chorus
someone fired off a gun
a huge crowd before us
the violence was done

someone fired off a gun
there would be no retreat
the violence was done
I would soon lose the beat

version ii
I could just feel the beat
creeping in through the walls
there would be no retreat
no slacking at all

creeping in through the walls
came the raucous chorus
no slacking at all
a huge crowd before us

came the raucous chorus
at last I found the one
a huge crowd before us
we sneaked off for some fun

at last I found the one
there would be no retreat
we sneaked off for some fun
I could just feel the beat

Poems: Summer Child & Spanish Camp

Poem created in response to Poetic Bloomings’ “An Entertaining Summer” Poem-A-Day event

Day 12, July 12th

Prompt: Still Quoting Summer

(form: lune)

Summer Child

Regardless of age
Inner child
Finds joy come summer

 

(form: shadorma)

Spanish Camp

Such a nerd
Spanish summer camp
Learning words
New feelings
A week with my first real crush
Both languages failed