Sunlight falling gently
on my ivory coverlet
Stirring the dust motes into action
helping me to forget
The stillness broken only
But the persistent little sound
Of a young voice calling to me
Asking for a moment to be crowned
An attempt to write a poem a day for a whole year... no guarantees on quality - just quantity!
A poem a day to keep brain rot away
Join me as I attempt to create a poem a day... whether awesome, bawdy, corny, dreadful, entertaining, fabulous, gross or hilariously hokey, I will try to string together everything from couplets to limericks - just for the fun of fiddling with words!
May 3rd, 2012
Today is quite a special day. I have actually reached the one year mark. I posted my first poem on May 3rd, 2011. I have had a great time doing this. It has basically become a habit and I don’t really want to stop. So, I am going to continue this thread because I have enjoyed it so much. It’s true that most of the poems were terrible. Some were good (or at least I thought so!) but mostly they were a reflection of something I either saw that day, thought of, felt or heard. In any case, I hope you have enjoyed the ride as much as I have. Here’s to letting the word out – come what may!
Tuesday, March 31, 2015
Monday, March 30, 2015
Young Goodman Brown
My bird you sang again tonight
And my heart is now in soaring flight
But dark and troubled was your song
Of whether hearts are safe from wrong
Are you exploring your own inner mind
Wondering what there you are to find?
Or is this a test of what you see
Of human weakness and frailty?
Whatever the source of your newest verse
May this blessing shield you from any curse
And my heart is now in soaring flight
But dark and troubled was your song
Of whether hearts are safe from wrong
Are you exploring your own inner mind
Wondering what there you are to find?
Or is this a test of what you see
Of human weakness and frailty?
Whatever the source of your newest verse
May this blessing shield you from any curse
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