Friday, April 25, 2025

Poetry Week Three 2025 (Very Late) [POETRY]

Yes, I skipped last week. Yes, I am aware. No, I didn’t forget. No, I haven’t given up on writing. The excitement of Easter week and seeing family turned my brain to mush and my dear readers were victims of my procrastination. Will you forgive me? 


Day 12


Risk


One more step will be worth it

One more act they’ll never forget 

Adrenaline racing

As my heart is chasing

Dreams I never had

For the thrill of being bad

For a moment, a second 

Of risk to avoid being fecund 



Day 13


Full Marks


Aiming high yet falling short

Start then choose to abort

The top grade out of reach

Do we stop after we seek

Or push through our doubt

Hoping all will work out

And we will stand at last

On pedestal denied in past

Keep swimming, escape the sharks

Do your best, earn those top marks



Day 14


Lost


We haven’t spoke in so long

I know that I have lost you

And despite this sad song

I know it hasn’t cost you

Yet there are times when my heart

Calls out for yours and memories

That though we are apart

Still tend to please

And brighten each day

So while I see you no more

I know what I should say,

“You, I still adore.”



Day 15


Elegy


This last loss, greatest of all

This last leaf, survivor of fall

Now fallen down with first snow

Goodbye to autumn, you must know

Hearts linger with you, spice in the air

Just a remnant of twice at the fair

Where costumes covered our true form

Making us terrors, keeping us warm

As we bid farewell, we know we will see

A shadow of you in the year about to be



Day 16


Fantastic Belief


A young boy prayed

God spoke to him

His love displayed

Yet this was no whim

Part of a plan

To return us all

To one who understands 

One we lovingly call

Our Father in Heaven

Who reaches down still

Hoping even the heathen

Will learn to obey his will

And all of this starts 

When those deemed too young

Allow the burning in their hearts

To loosen their tongue 



Day 17


City


Towers rising toward the sky

Unbreathable air wafting by

Crushed close by strangers

Always aware of dangers

That one cannot quite see

Wait round corners for me

But here we build futures

Here we find structures

That caress the lowest cloud

And make humanity proud

To be trapped with me

In the heart of this city



Day 18


See the Good


Look up there

And you will share

In knowledge

That the edge

Of death is a door

One born before

Took that pain

Shed His blood

Even when rain

Brings torrential flood

He stands ready

To pull you free

The deepest eddy

Can’t have thee

How can you reply

When He says “Don’t deny”?

Open up, speak true

Jesus always loves you



Friday, April 11, 2025

Poetry Week Two 2025

Welcome to week two’s contribution to your reading options. Please show appreciation in the best way you know how. I can offer suggestions if needed.


Day 5


After Me


What if they struggle after me?

What if they suddenly can’t see

The world as bright or as sweet? 

What if they can’t avoid deceit

Because I only want them to know love?

Terrors that moms think of

As we prepare angels to live

In a world more take than give

So before you steal or cheat or go wild

Remember each person is a mother’s child 



Day 6


Don’t React


Don’t act, don’t blink, don’t laugh

That ever so nervous laugh 

That can give it all away

Just bite that tongue, nothing to say 

Ugly girls aren’t meant for this

Unwanted interest, this stolen kiss 

Fending off hands that want to roam

Who invited you into my home

Maybe all the ugly isn’t vested in me

Send him away, leave me be



Day 6.5


My hobbit brain wanted another short take, so:


Short


Keep it short, keep it brief 

Keep your sad, keep your grief 



Day 7


Intensity


Will they, won’t they?

The cliff stands near

What will they say?

What will we hear?


Did they, do they?

How did we miss it?

Wait another day

Did he kiss it?


Why her, why him?

It could have been me

But someone’s whim

Forged different intensity



Day 8


Love Lost


It starts as a fire

Sparked in the heart

Sometimes desire

Turns to torn apart 

Love is to blame

For turning two to one

But it becomes bad flame

When it comes undone 

What once united

Now tears asunder 

One once knighted

Is wave pulling under

So how do we hold on

To love and keep it growing 

For if it is gone

We may regret its knowing



Day 9


Inspired


Splashes of paint on canvas

This is art

I am art

Famous in imperfection

Perfected by the eyes

Of the beholder 



Day 10


Numbered


They numbered us and let us go

Watching for what we would sow

But quickly forgot our real name

Being numbered is not the same

As being loved, being known

We know of no love greater shown 

Than one who knows our inner hearts

And never, from us, departs



Day 11


Choose


In the moment, we must choose

Will we win or will we lose 

Who are we now, who to become

Are we a part or the final sum

Do we let abuse or love

Tell us what we hope of

Do we seek deep inside our soul

And find there a deeper role 

Some are better through nurture

While others blame faults on nature