A Year In The Life Of America

Written for: Poetic Asides #365 – Write “a year in the life” poem.
For today’s prompt, write a “year in the life” poem. It could be a poem about something that takes a year to happen, a summary of a year’s worth of events, or even a top moment. Poems about tree rings, seasons, etc., are all welcome as well.

A contentious campaign
began in our nation,
then droughts, wild fires, pelting rain
brought moaning sounds of ululation.

Hatred reared its monstrous head,
gang violence at an all-time high,
black citizens shot down dead,
and lasers flashing, drones in sky.

Little causes us to shock
anesthetized as we’ve become
to all horrors, cheating jocks,
homeless Vets, and Wall Street sums.

We can’t control Mother Nature,
we can show respect we hold
for others. Pass legislature–
ensure no one is left in the cold.

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Cool Paleness

Written for:  dVerse Poets Pub:  “Moon-Muse”  (posted by Grace)
The challenge is to write about the moon as if the moon is a person – flesh, sweat and blood.   Describe him or her, and tell us about your moon.

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In cool paleness
you come to me
though at certain times
you show merely a phase

of yourself. On those bright
nights you stir my blood,
heat it to a boil. There is
an aura about your face

that pulls at my heart
like greedy fingers. Energy
courses through my veins,
sleep eludes me.

Yet on those bright nights
I long for your cool paleness.

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Swiftness of Seasons

Written for dVerse Poet’s Pub:  Quadrille #15 (posted by De)
Play with the word: leaves

Use it as a noun. Tree leaves. Leaves of paper.
Use it as a verb (he leaves, she leaves.) As a verb, you can lop off the “s” and change it to singular if needed (I leave, you leave.) But don’t use “leaf.” That’s cheating.😉

Ponder autumn in all its colorful glory. Ponder book pages. Ponder a past departure. Ponder the remains of the day when the sun abandons the sky.

Leaves on Ground

(photo by Justin Jackson)

I turn ‘round in summer,
surprised to find that leaves
turn with me. Sun’s heat
lessens. Can season’s end
be near? Breeze kicks up
its heels, leaves fall,
tumbling over green herbs,
masking their scents for another year–
or until I turn ‘round again.

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The Unique Unicorn

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads:  Fashion Me Your Words~
To A Megafauna (large or giant animals)
Write a poem in no more than 100 words about any megafauna you choose (living or extinct).

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A freak of nature, so they claimed,
Majestic white with single horn,
a unicorn, so I am named.
A freak of nature, so they claimed.
My powers feared, ‘stead of acclaimed,
yet one might ask, why was I born.
A freak of nature, so they claimed,
Majestic white with single horn.

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Counting

Written for:  The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #263

Words:  cross, left, count, enter, brush, post, part, bless, only, plate, turn, free

Winter blew through him. Fast fall.
He tried to count his blessings;
could only think of two: he was alive,
he was free. Three months ago
his wife left, he had a brush
with the law, and saw no postings
for which he could reply. Age
was not on his side. At least
he had crossed over into unemployment
without trauma taking hold. With company
sold, he and his colleagues knew
they would each have their turn
in the boss’s office. Did not have much
on his plate–in fact–it was empty.
He laughed. Entering a new part
of his life, he wondered what would
await him around the next corner.
A fresh start can be a good thing.
He added that thought to his blessings.

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Consequences of Moonlight

Written for:  PoeticBloomings2, #192 “The Night, The Moon And The Music”
“There’s a moon out tonight. Nothing special about that. Unless you make it special. Your poem will be a night poem. Be inspired by the moon. Think of a song that sings of the night. Or write the sounds of night. The night sky. Yes, the moon and stars. Silhouettes in the night. Strangers in the night. Paint the romance of night with your words. Write the despair of night with your words. Play the music of night with your words.”

Consequences Of Moonlight

Blue moon saw me standing
on the dark side. Why did I not heed
the warnings of a bad moon rising,
disguising itself with a smile
and wink–distinctly not a harvest
moon to dance under with love
and wonder. I would rather be
staring at a moon over Bourbon
Street–sweet saxophone blowing
a moon dance tune. Instead,
moon shadow follows me, swallows
me in an eclipse. I find myself walking
on the moon at midnight.

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Written for:  Carpe Diem #1034 let the rain kiss you

“Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.” ~ Langston Hughes

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Langston Hughes by Carl Van Vechten 1936

after the summer heat
raindrops are kissing my naked body
Ah! that coolness

© Chèvrefeuille (our host)

Here is my attempt:

wakens you
raindrops slice through summer heat
a renewal

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Night’s Chill

Written for:  Carpe Diem #1033 the cold night

“These flowers, which were splendid and sprightly, waking in the dawn of the morning, in the evening will be a pitiful frivolity, sleeping in the cold night’s arms.”

~Pedro Calderon de la Barca.

at dawn
colorful flowers open their beauty
the cold night

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Here is my attempt:

wildflowers
sprinkled with morning dew
scarecrows in night’s chill

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Provision

Written for:  Carpe Diem #1032 pieces of heaven

“On earth there is no heaven, but there are pieces of it.”~ Jules Renard (1864-1910)

nature provides
an array of grandeur
color all around us

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This Moment

Written for:  Carpe Diem #1031 live in the present

“Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment.” ~ Buddha

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Buddha Under The Bodhi Tree

a waste of time
fails to notice new red leaf
lost in past and future

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