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October 25, 2015
OctPoWriMo 25 - Toy Horse
Today's prompt asks us to remember our favourite toy from childhood. I had a horse my mom crocheted for me that went everywhere with me, fueling my imagination.
Toy Horse
His body made of yarn,
Stuffed with fibrefill;
His tail two strands of white—
The rest had fallen out.
Yet, in my mind he shone with pride,
Trotted, cantered, ‘cross the fields;
Mane and tail flowing free,
Head held high with pride.
Toy Horse
His body made of yarn,
Stuffed with fibrefill;
His tail two strands of white—
The rest had fallen out.
Yet, in my mind he shone with pride,
Trotted, cantered, ‘cross the fields;
Mane and tail flowing free,
Head held high with pride.
October 24, 2015
OctPoWriMo 24 - Walking in Snow at Night
Today's prompt suggests that we take a picture and write a story poem inspired by it. I'm not sure if mine is exactly a story, but it's what came to me with this photo.
Walking in Snow at Night
Golden light upon the snow
Under starry skies above
Makes a softer, warmer glow
Than daylight ever does.
The hurry, hurry, busyness,
The frantic rush to get things done,
Feels like distant craziness,
Vanished with the setting sun.
Quiet, hush, your steps must slow,
Squeaking softly in the night,
Following the path of light
Through a world that’s all aglow.
Walking in Snow at NightGolden light upon the snow
Under starry skies above
Makes a softer, warmer glow
Than daylight ever does.
The hurry, hurry, busyness,
The frantic rush to get things done,
Feels like distant craziness,
Vanished with the setting sun.
Quiet, hush, your steps must slow,
Squeaking softly in the night,
Following the path of light
Through a world that’s all aglow.
October 23, 2015
OctPoWriMo 23 - One in a Million
Today's prompt is about how small things fit together to make up a whole. I took the line 'a drop in the ocean' and kind of went a different direction with it. I also used a song I loved from my teenage years as inspiration (video is embedded below).
One in a Million
A drop in the ocean
A grain of sand on the shore
Just one in a million
That’s what you are
A work of art
Treasured by your creator
Truly one in a million
That’s what you are
One in a Million
A drop in the ocean
A grain of sand on the shore
Just one in a million
That’s what you are
A work of art
Treasured by your creator
Truly one in a million
That’s what you are
October 22, 2015
OctPoWriMo 22 - Shadows of Anger and Fear
I couldn't get inspired by today's prompt, so I used yesterday's Wednesday Poetry Prompt from Writer's Digest, and wrote a sonnet about Star Wars. I am so excited about the new film coming. I've been watching the trailer over and over.
Shadows of Anger and Fear
A long time ago, in a galaxy far away,
The shadows of anger and fear grew strong and bold.
The stories are true: it’s us who saved the day,
Took down the Sith, refused to be controlled.
We lost our homes, we lost our families,
We lost so much, we vowed we’d lose no more,
We’d never live our lives upon our knees,
So we took up our arms and went to war.
Among the stars, he faced his destiny—
A choice between what’s right and what’s easy—
And chose the path of light, chose to be free,
And showed us all what love can truly be.
Though darkness had his father’s soul enslaved,
‘Twas love that gave his son the pow’r to save.
Shadows of Anger and Fear
A long time ago, in a galaxy far away,
The shadows of anger and fear grew strong and bold.
The stories are true: it’s us who saved the day,
Took down the Sith, refused to be controlled.
We lost our homes, we lost our families,
We lost so much, we vowed we’d lose no more,
We’d never live our lives upon our knees,
So we took up our arms and went to war.
Among the stars, he faced his destiny—
A choice between what’s right and what’s easy—
And chose the path of light, chose to be free,
And showed us all what love can truly be.
Though darkness had his father’s soul enslaved,
‘Twas love that gave his son the pow’r to save.
October 21, 2015
OctPoWriMo 21 - Storms and Strife
Today's prompt is to write a ballad about being overwhelmed and how we deal with it.
Storms and Strife
When life is full of storms and strife
I remember You;
When problems seek to bury me
I know I will break through.
I am Yours no matter what;
I hold onto You.
Love came down and died for me:
I know that this is true.
Over mountains’ lofty height,
Through the valleys low,
I will sing of all Your mercies,
Remember what I know.
I know that You are always here;
You will never leave.
You always give me a way out:
I only need receive.
Storms and Strife
When life is full of storms and strife
I remember You;
When problems seek to bury me
I know I will break through.
I am Yours no matter what;
I hold onto You.
Love came down and died for me:
I know that this is true.
Over mountains’ lofty height,
Through the valleys low,
I will sing of all Your mercies,
Remember what I know.
I know that You are always here;
You will never leave.
You always give me a way out:
I only need receive.
October 20, 2015
OctPoWriMo 20 - I Love You
Today, the prompt was to write a love poem. I chose to use the HexSonnetta form since I love sonnets and I've never tried this one before. This poem is dedicated to my husband Mark.
I Love You
Do I need to say
I love you? For you know,
And every day I show
That I will never stray.
I don’t do things halfway:
You’ll always be my beau.
Yet, I know words have might
And, so you won’t forget,
I once again will let
You know you are my light.
So, yes, I know ‘tis trite,
But I have no regrets.
Never more alone,
For you and I are one.
I Love YouDo I need to say
I love you? For you know,
And every day I show
That I will never stray.
I don’t do things halfway:
You’ll always be my beau.
Yet, I know words have might
And, so you won’t forget,
I once again will let
You know you are my light.
So, yes, I know ‘tis trite,
But I have no regrets.
Never more alone,
For you and I are one.
October 19, 2015
OctPoWriMo 19 - Dear Departed
Today's prompt suggests that we write a poem where each line starts with "Dear [name]" and speaks to some significant love. I decided to use only those I have lost to death.
Dear Departed
Dear Grandpa,I remember sitting on the stairs with you,slowly hitching ourselves up or down one step at a time.You made a child believe it was a gamethough you were too sick to walk up and down normally.
Dear Grandma,you were my favourite singer.My head is still full of your songs.
Dear Grandad,thank you for bending your thumb backwards to make me laugh when I was a child.You didn’t talk much, but I always knew you loved me.
Dear Oliver,I miss the way you would sleep on my pillow and purr.You were my baby.
Dear Mom,how can I ever thank you for everything you did for me?I will never stop missing you.
Dear Departed
Dear Grandpa,I remember sitting on the stairs with you,slowly hitching ourselves up or down one step at a time.You made a child believe it was a gamethough you were too sick to walk up and down normally.
Dear Grandma,you were my favourite singer.My head is still full of your songs.
Dear Grandad,thank you for bending your thumb backwards to make me laugh when I was a child.You didn’t talk much, but I always knew you loved me.
Dear Oliver,I miss the way you would sleep on my pillow and purr.You were my baby.
Dear Mom,how can I ever thank you for everything you did for me?I will never stop missing you.
October 18, 2015
OctPoWriMo 18 - A King in Rags
Today's prompt is to write about something that isn't what it seems. I wrote this one in church this morning.
A King in Rags
A carpenter’s son
From a backwoods town
With nowhere to lay his head,
He walked the land
Through the dust and the mud,
No majesty about him.
A King in Rags
A carpenter’s son
From a backwoods town
With nowhere to lay his head,
He walked the land
Through the dust and the mud,
No majesty about him.
October 17, 2015
OctPoWriMo 17 - Dancing in the Rain
Today's prompt is the cascade, and dancing.
Dancing in the Rain
I tilt my face toward the sky,
I spin around and smile,
Dancing in the rain.
Water running down my neck
Washing me clean;
I tilt my face toward the sky,
I close my eyes,
And spread my arms,
I spin around and smile.
Thunder, lightning all around;
I give myself to the storm,
Dancing in the rain.
Dancing in the Rain
I tilt my face toward the sky,
I spin around and smile,
Dancing in the rain.
Water running down my neck
Washing me clean;
I tilt my face toward the sky,
I close my eyes,
And spread my arms,
I spin around and smile.
Thunder, lightning all around;
I give myself to the storm,
Dancing in the rain.
October 16, 2015
OctPoWriMo 16 - Find a Way
Today's prompt suggests that we try the paradelle, which is, quite honestly, the most difficult form of poetry I have ever attempted. Since I love trying new forms, I gave it a shot. Though I almost gave up several times, I pushed on and finished it. I have never felt such a sense of accomplishment as when I sat back and said, "I did it!"
This is a fanpoem. For those who have not watched Doctor Who, the story told here will not be familiar, but I think that you can follow it anyway. It's the story of a man and woman who fall in love and are separated by time and space and try to find their way back to one another.
Find a Way
He burned a star to say goodbye;
He burned a star to say goodbye.
Her heart will die at Bad Wolf Bay;
Her heart will die at Bad Wolf Bay.
At Bad Wolf Bay, a star will die—
He burned her heart to say goodbye.
Though universes crash and burn,
Though universes crash and burn,
She will return; she’ll find a way.
She will return; she’ll find a way.
She’ll find a way, though she will burn,
Crash universes, and return.
Alone, now wanders, broken, lost,
Alone, now wanders, broken, lost,
He saved the world, the cost his soul.
He saved the world, the cost his soul.
The soul alone now, wanders lost,
The broken world he saved his cost.
At Bad Wolf Bay, a star he burned;
The world he saved now will return;
His lost and broken soul will die.
Alone wanders her heart… Goodbye.
Universes she’ll crash to say—
Though she burn the cost—“Find a way.”
"I'm burning up a star just to say 'Goodbye'"
This is a fanpoem. For those who have not watched Doctor Who, the story told here will not be familiar, but I think that you can follow it anyway. It's the story of a man and woman who fall in love and are separated by time and space and try to find their way back to one another.
Find a Way
He burned a star to say goodbye;
He burned a star to say goodbye.
Her heart will die at Bad Wolf Bay;
Her heart will die at Bad Wolf Bay.
At Bad Wolf Bay, a star will die—
He burned her heart to say goodbye.
Though universes crash and burn,
Though universes crash and burn,
She will return; she’ll find a way.
She will return; she’ll find a way.
She’ll find a way, though she will burn,
Crash universes, and return.
Alone, now wanders, broken, lost,
Alone, now wanders, broken, lost,
He saved the world, the cost his soul.
He saved the world, the cost his soul.
The soul alone now, wanders lost,
The broken world he saved his cost.
At Bad Wolf Bay, a star he burned;
The world he saved now will return;
His lost and broken soul will die.
Alone wanders her heart… Goodbye.
Universes she’ll crash to say—
Though she burn the cost—“Find a way.”
"I'm burning up a star just to say 'Goodbye'"
