Other, Poetry by Sarah

Blind Eye


Image credit Gerald Larocque

detached
lonely, spaces
drifting, slurring, blaming
quietly turning a blind eye
divorce


By Sarah ©2017

Author’s note: This is my first attempt at a Cinquain poem.


Prompt: Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge, #55 – quiet and space; and also Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Photo Challenge #185

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Month Of Mini Writing Challenges 2017, Other, Poetry by Sarah

Summer’s Coming

Golden
glow warms
my pale skin.
What’s this alien feeling?
Sunshine.

By Sarah ©2017


Image credit By Sarah ©2017


Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Saturday Mix, Lucky Dip – 23 September 2017;  and Sammi Cox, A Month Of Mini Writing Challenges, Day 23
Task: Write a poem about an alien. Any length.

Month Of Mini Writing Challenges 2017, Other, Poetry by Sarah

Boundaries

Lives.
Torn. 
Borders.
A fenceline.
A wall. Dark waters.
Sometimes boundaries need crossing.



By Sarah ©2017



Image credits Pixabay 

Prompt: Sammi Cox, A Month Of Mini Writing Challenges, Day 12
Task: Write a poem about boundaries or a boundary. Any length.

Month Of Mini Writing Challenges 2017, Other, Poetry by Sarah

Admirals Arch

Located at Cape du Couedic, Admirals Arch is a beautiful natural rock arch that displays the power of the ocean and weathering which has shaped the coastline.
 
Image credit By Sarah ©

Yawning
Black mouth,
Hungrily swallowing seas.
Angry tides carve rock
Away.


By Sarah ©2017

Prompt: Sammi Cox, A Month Of Mini Writing Challenges, Day 6
Task: Write a poem inspired by a cave. Any length

Month Of Mini Writing Challenges 2017, Other, Poetry by Sarah

Frosted

Frosted
green blades
crunch under foot.
Bracing breaths; foggy skies.
Winter.

By Sarah ©2017


Image credit
George Hiles

What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.” 
– John Steinbeck

Prompt: Sammi Cox, A Month Of Mini Writing Challenges – 3 September 2017
Task: Write a poem in less than 10 lines on the theme of winter.

Other

All That I Know

Author’s Note: My response today is my first ever attempt at a song! Now, please understand I am not at all a musical person, aside from loving to listen to it! I cannot sing and cannot play an instrument other than drums! For some, reason as I was contemplating my response to my own prompt (weird in itself!) the song lyrics and tune just materialised in my brain. I have had a go at putting the chorus to some simple piano and recorded the full song a cappella (I have included links at the end of the post)

Warning: My singing is truly terrible but no point having lyrics if you can’t imagine the tune. Apologies in advance for your eardrums 😃 I’m having a brave and bold moment by putting it out there in the first place! Lol

CHORUS
Oh yes it’s time, oh yes it’s time,
Oh yes it’s time oh yes it’s ti-me.
Oh yes it’s time, oh yes it’s time,
For all that I know.

When I, when I was a young girl,
I thought that life, that life would be ea-sy.
But then, I found my own way,
And the world it got real ha-zy.

My mu-mma, she said now wee one,
Just take things day by day.
I tried to do what she said,
But I found myself in my own way.

CHORUS
Oh yes it’s time, oh yes it’s time,
Oh yes it’s time oh yes it’s ti-me.
Oh yes it’s time, oh yes it’s time,
For all that I know.

I drank the words of poi-son,
My head sang to my soul.
I knew that she was lyin’,
But I still believed it all.

Then I, then I went a seekin’
To see what I could find,
Drink, some drugs, some feel good,
But all I lost was my mind.

CHORUS
Oh yes it’s time, oh yes it’s time,
Oh yes it’s time oh yes it’s ti-me.
Oh yes it’s time, oh yes it’s time,
For all that I know.

New hope is hard to come by,
When things get so bad you see,
We
don’t want to admit it –
That fear that you, could be m-e.

So you just keep a walkin’
And never me, you mind,
My presence is forgotten,
My fate, my fate has been signed.

Oh yes it’s time, oh yes it’s time,
Oh yes it’s time oh yes it’s ti-me.
Oh yes it’s time, oh yes it’s time,
For all that I know.

Oh yes it’s time, oh yes it’s time,
Oh yes it’s time oh yes it’s ti-me.
Oh yes it’s time, oh yes it’s time,
For all that I know.

Oh Lord,
Please save my soul.


Sample of Chorus score – https://my.scorecloud.com/song/14e68cd63d40de70eed7183ec0bb6d8d
Full song link – https://drive.google.com/open?id=0B7rAgw9n5bQqYmRLaVdKQnZ2MEk


By Sarah ©2017

Prompt: Daily Post Daily Prompt, believe; and Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Saturday Mix – Double Take, 2 September 2017

Other, Poetry by Sarah

Daffodils

Inspired by Mick E. Talbot who introduced me to Elfje…

Bulbs
Sprout green
Their fingers reaching
Towards the golden sunlight
Blooming.

By Sarah ©2017


Image credits By Sarah ©2017

Author’s Note: These bulbs were in the ground when we moved into our house in 2011. Every year, I try to dig them up (I’m not a fan of daffodils) and the following year, they continue to pop up again. It’s become a bit of a household joke about the daffs’ resilience and persistence. At least I got a poem out of them this time…

Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Saturday’s Mix, 19 August 2017 – garden

Other, Poetry by Sarah

Warbling

I
hear
warbling
from your perch
high above the ground
using slang I don’t understand

By Sarah ©2017


Prompt by Urban Poetry: Challenge Prompt #1 – To Fib or Not To Fib, Word: slang

The Fibonacci sequence works like this. “The number of syllables in each line of the poem is the sum of the previous two lines: 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8. “The constrained form makes you very conscious of word choice.” – PoetryFoundation.Org