poem

SO SERENE

WATCHING THE LEAVES

DANCE IN THE BREEZE

GIVING IN

TO THE WIND

GRACEFULLY

RELAXING ME

 

BIRDS SING

SIGHT UNSEEN

SOME FLY BY

CATCHING MY EYE

COMPLETING THE SCENE

THAT'S SO SERENE

Author's Notes/Comments: 

WATCHING THE LEAVES OF THE BUSHES BLOWING... FEELING A GENTLE WIND THROUGH THE OPEN WINDOWS...INSPIRATION...

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IMPROVISE

IF ALL THE WORLD'S A STAGE

WHAT PART DO YOU PLAY

DO YOU MEMORIZE LINES

OR IMPROVISE

IMPROVISATION IS MY SCENE

JUST KEEP ON IMAGINING

YOU NEVER REALLY KNOW

WHAT GOES ON IN THIS SHOW

Author's Notes/Comments: 

JUST THINKING OF THAT SHAKESPEARE SAYING ALL THE WORLD'S A STAGE...I ALWAYS PREFERRED IMPROV TO SCRIPTED STUFF...IT FEELS MORE REAL...I HAVE A RECURRING ACTORS NIGHTMARE WHERE I AM IN A PLAY AND HAVE NO IDEA WHO I AM OR WHAT MY LINES ARE AND THERE IS NO SCRIPT IN SIGHT...TOTALLY BLANK...NO IDEA WHAT IS IS ABOUT OR ANYTHING AT ALL...SO LIKE IF THERE IS NO SCRIPT NO STRESS YOU KNOW...I SUPPOSE ALL THE WORLD MAYBE A STAGE AND WE ALL IMPROVISE...MAKE IT UP AS WE GO ALONG...

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IT'S ALL UP TO YOU

HOPES AND DREAMS

ARE MIRACULOUS THINGS

WISHES CAN COME TRUE

GUESS IT SEEMS

SINGING WITH YOUR HEART STRINGS

BELIEVING IT WILL DO

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I WAS WATCHING RISE OF THE GUARDIANS WHERE BELIEVING IN MAGICAL THINGS IS ALL IT TAKES TO MAKE THEM REAL...

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MURPHY'S LAW

HAVE YOU EVER BEEN AFFECTED 

BY MURPHY'S LAW

HAVE YOU EVER BEEN CONNECTED

TO SUCH ONSLAUGHT

IT'S ONE THING AFTER ANOTHER

HARD TO BELIEVE

IN AWHILE YOU DISCOVER

YOU ARE NAIVE

 

IF ANYTHING CAN GO WRONG IT WILL

KEEP HAPPENING IF YOU SAY

WHATELSE CAN POSSIBLY GO WRONG

HERE COMES MORE TO YOUR DISMAY

WHATEVER YOU DO DON'T SAY IT

GET THAT THOUGHT OUT OF YOUR HEAD

CUZ ONCE IT'S PUT IN MOTION

THE CONSEQUENCE IS WIDESPREAD

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I WAS WATCHING FORCES OF NATURE ON AMAZON PRIME CUZ IT IS LEAVING SOON AND IT MADE ME THINK ABOUT MURPHY'S LAW...LUCKILY IT HASN'T HAPPENED IN AWHILE BUT I HAVE EXPERIENCED IT AND I NOTICED ANYTIME I WOULD SAY WHAT ELSE COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG SOMETHING ELSE DID SO THE ONLY WAY TO BREAK THE CHAIN SEEMED TO BE TO STOP SAYING THAT...LIVE AND LEARN...ANYWAY LOTS OF TRUTH IN THIS ONE...YOU MAY FIND IT HARD TO BELIEVE IF YOU HAVE NEVER EXPERIENCED IT YOURSELF BUT IF YOU HAVE EXPERIENCED IT YOU KNOW FOR SURE IT IS VERY REAL BECAUSE YOU CAN'T DENY WHAT IS HAPPENING WHILE IT IS HAPPENING...IT BOGGLES THE MIND...

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DON'T ASK WHY

IF YOU CAN'T TAKE YOUR OWN ADVICE

THEN WHY SHOULD I

IF YOU CAN'T REALLY PAY THE PRICE

THEN DO NOT BUY

IF YOU CAN'T OVERANALYZE

THEN DON'T ASK WHY

 

GET THIS IN YOUR HEAD 

ASK WHY NOT INSTEAD

Author's Notes/Comments: 

GET THIS IN YOUR HEAD

ASK WHY NOT INSTEAD

WAS KIND OF A P.S. OR AFTERTHOUGHT BUT DECIDED TO LEAVE IT AS A SURPRISE ENDING...SURPRISE!

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NOT EXACT

NOT SPECIFIC

NOT ABSTRACT

NOT TERRIFIC

NOT THAT BAD

NOT THAT HAPPY

NOT THAT SAD

NOT THAT CRAPPY

NOT THAT RAD

NOT QUITE FICTION

NOT QUITE FACT

NOT TRADITION 

NOT EXACT 

 

 

 
Author's Notes/Comments: 

JUST PLAYING WITH WORDS

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thumping thought

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Wooden beat with a bludgeoning thud 

thumps and bumps as a boulder whumps

whence thought its sound hurrumps

harrass and hound each bloody turn

 
 

 

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

How a rhyme affects both poet and reader. An imagining.

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DAYDREAM

SOMETIMES WHEN I DAYDREAM

I GET SO LOST IN THOUGHT

ESCAPING FROM REALITY

I TRY NOT TO GET CAUGHT

 

OFF IN SPACE CADET LAND

FAR FROM THE MUNDANE

THE TRIP IS NEVER REALLY PLANNED

IT'S HARD TO EXPLAIN

 

MORE OF A SENSATION

JUST SEEM TO SLIP AWAY

ON A PRIVATE VACATION

MIGHT SEE YOU THERE SOMEDAY 

 
Author's Notes/Comments: 

FOUND THIS ALLPOETRY PROMPT ON FACEBOOK...Today we challenge you to write a poem about daydreaming!

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to breathe again

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Prior work

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people are our real legacy;
one day sure, entire poems
shall have been forgotten,


while remains a phrase or
a feeling drawn from wells
deeper than memory can


reach, or device can retrieve
much like thread-diving as
we scamper for posts buried


by traffic and flood posters…
follow, subscribe, or friend
buttons can only do so much


so we hang on to what we
have and hold dear, today
saving each precious moment


if bookmarked sentiments
are promises all will be well
we’ll boldly breathe again

 

 

 



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Author's Notes/Comments: 

With all the internet surfers and all the data swirling around the worldwide web, even the empowered voices of everyman-person can be washed like sea scum on the shores of the shores of social media.

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