In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Fool Me Once.”
I’m a fool for love
I’m a fool for food
I’m a fool for April
But especially!
I’m a fool for you
*No jokes today, I ain’t got no funny in me*
Tag poetry
Behold
All that glitters
Is not gold
For heavenly treasures
Speak of blessings untold
I am your God
I will thee uphold
My love for you
Speaks of true love
You may forever
Behold
SOS, Household Help!
My Dream Pantry
Anytime you see a turtle up on top of a fence post, you know he had some help. ~Alex Haley
My pantry is a mess
It looks like I couldn’t care less
I have things to do
(Poems to write)
My time is too few
So I’ve had to call in
A very helpful friend or two
When my pantry looks a dream
Then you can know, rest assured
It wasn’t all me, but a very good
Friend, because I choose my friends
Wisely
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Transparent
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Tagline.”
She blushes
I cannot lie because I will be like Pinocchio
Instead of a long nose, my face will beam red
So instead, I wear my heart on my sleeve
Young and Old
The bud and the bloom
Blossoming into beauty
Delights—young and old
Observer
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “The Show Must Go On.”
If producing is creating
Directing taking the lead
Acting stealing the show
And if I cannot be the writer
Then I will be the audience
The Fly
A fly flying
Around my face
Around my eye
Fly away from me
And leave me be!
But before you go
I demand to know
Where there is life
Surely,
There must be beauty?
Loving Shepherd
Loving Shepherd of Thy sheep,
Keep Thy lamb, in safety keep;
Nothing can Thy power withstand,
None can pluck me from Thy hand.
Jane E Leeson 1842
Image Source:
https://occupydailyprompt.wordpress.com/2015/03/28/picture-prompt-3/
New Life
The world is burning alive
Raging red fires lick the Earth
Catching the sky by surprise
Destruction is all around
Desolation in its entirety
Until the hunger is satiated
And finally calmness abounds
From the heat of the fire
Peace descends and rising
Out of the burnt dry black—
New life
Inspired by an initial poem of mine:
All I Have
I have no car
I have no guitar
I have no drums
Or rhythm or song
I have no money
To make my dreams come true
All I have are thoughts,
Words and prayers
And the constant beating
Of my heart
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