Faraway Place

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In a not so far away time, I will be in a faraway place.

In a faraway land, far from home.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/faraway/

Memories

Here I am sitting on the bus thinking of the word street. And out of nowhere Elaine Paige started singing in my mind, I used to sing karaoke to this when I was a child!

Memory Lyrics

Midnight not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight, the withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan

Memory, All alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again

Every streetlamp seems to beat
A fatalistic warning
Someone mutters and the street lamp gutters
And soon
It will be morning

Daylight
I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I mustn’t give in.
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin

Burnt out ends of smoky days
The stale cold smell of morning
A streetlamp dies; another night is over
Another day is dawning…

Touch me!
It’s so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun…
If you touch me, you’ll understand what happiness is
Look, a new day has begun

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/street/

Scribbled

I’m reposting a handwritten poem from last year. It shows my scribbly handwriting! No delete button so for the sake of eligibility and timesaving it is unedited and just as it appeared to me. Actually all my writing is like that, but the delete key sure comes in handy at times. Mostly these days all my writing is typed, and most of my poetry and blog posts are tapped onto my iPhone. Actually, my thumb joints are beginning to complain. I can see myself ending up with arthritis (please no!).

I’ve just noticed this could have doubled up as yesterday’s daily prompt for Refresh. Gosh, nothing came to mind yesterday for Refresh, I’ve been thinking of it the whole day (well, not really!), and here it is right here in the poem!

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Across the water
The lights flickered and shone
The night air was cool and calm and still
You wrapped me in your arms
As I breathed in the romance of your
Kisses on my face
My neck, my shoulders
Your love refreshed my soul
And I know I will never
Forget you

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/handwriting/

Colorful Creation

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From horizon to
Horizon, bright rainbow arched –
Coloring the sky

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/colorful/

Voice

Oh how I long

To hear

Your voice

Darling tonight

I’m aching to

Hear your

Voice crying

Out to me

I can make you

Desire me

If only

You were here

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/voice/

Conceal

I have an allergy to Coca Cola. I never knew this when I was younger, and in those days I wasn’t entirely aware of the adverse health effects of soda. So I used to consume it quite often. A company that I worked for stocked soda, and I used to have some everyday. It caused my skin to break out. Terrible sore unsightly breakouts on my face. I had to wear tons of foundation to try and conceal the redness. The first thing I would do in the morning is touch my face. I wanted to cry. How can I actually be seen with these terrible sores on my skin? One day my BFF caught me drinking soda. What are you doing, she asked? Soda makes you fat. You shouldn’t touch the stuff! I was so slim in those days. And I wanted to stay that way. So I stopped consuming it. And miraculously my face cleared up. I never realized until a few times later, I would have some and a week later was having a huge red bump on my face. Oh no, my heart would drop when I felt it. These were not minor sores, they were massive boil-type bumps that really swell up and were so painful, taking ages to heal. And then I finally realized. Now I stay away from it. And if I don’t, I know what will happen. My skin will reveal my actions. Sometimes, very seldomly I may have some lemonade, it doesn’t have the same effect, though I am conscious of the sugar. Usually I stop at sparkling water. My skin has cleared up. But I still wear foundation every day.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/conceal/

Frivolous in 6 Words

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Filling with emptiness

Until nothing remains

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/frivolous/

Dark Humor

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At the edge of
Endless blue oceans of sea
Steps urging me to
Cry out earnestly
Is there anyone to rescue me?

The dimming sun
Looks on humorously
Cooling the land while
Whispering quietly
Day is passed, welcome dark

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/edge/

Footsteps

 

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The song of your voice
Echoed along the sands of time
Your footsteps etched along a lonely shore –
The only reminder that you were once here

 

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/footsteps/

Fearless

I will not fear as I go

For I know my Redeemer loves me so

 

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/fearless/