30 Day Poetry Challenge, Day 8: Write a Cinquain about innocence
Innocence
Virgin, Unblemished
Purifying, Non-chastising, Honoring
Blissfully Ignorant to Life’s Poison
Children
30 Day Poetry Challenge, Day 8: Write a Cinquain about innocence
Innocence
Virgin, Unblemished
Purifying, Non-chastising, Honoring
Blissfully Ignorant to Life’s Poison
Children
30 Day Poetry Challenge, Day 7: Take the words from your last Facebook Status and arrange it into a poem
Regardless of my conditon, In spite of my situation, Jesus. I’ll stand until you come for me!
It allows me to believe
In a higher being, Jesus
Regardless of not seeing him
My faith is always tested
When situations come to depress me
But I deal with my condtion
By saying I’ll stand
Until my days end
In spite of how I feel
I’ll keep doing his will
Forever I’ll stand
30 Day Poetry Challenge, Day 6: Title your page “The Poem I’d never write,” and go from there.
Beneath me earth’s hard bed contours my back
I gaze upward
My sky crisscrosses with leaves and branches
The wind lightly stroke my face
And moderately chills my bare skin
Ducks wander close, to quack a hello
My eyes close and the birds sing a soothing melody
My heart calms
Pen in hand, my breaths become long and heavy
Thoughts provoke me with every chest rise and fall
But they never go to paper
Because they’re the words I’d never write.
30 Day Poetry Challenge, Day 5: Write a rap about the world in 10 years.
10 years from now
I hope the world realizes its mistakes
And no more innocent people will the grim reaper take
Due to hate crimes and war
I hope we come together to save the poor
And educate our kids
Not just with math, literacy and science
But teach them to be well rounded giants
I hope the government is really for the people, by the people
Like our forefathers envisioned
But most of all
When my book falls open to 2022
I hope that history reveals
That all we need to be surreal
Is to give, and let love spill.
30 Day Poetry Challenge Day 2: Create an ode to whoever/whatever is the source of your inspiration.
Ode to My Parents
No offspring chooses which womb to inhabit
Yet four struck luck with a blessing
Two souls tied together them as a rabbet
Tender loving care, emotions caressing
Under each’s watch all sprouted healthy
Into strong trees with dreaming branches
Looming over the world, their fortress
Skis marks infinite movements so stealthy
Nothing incapable of the reach of clutches
Taught to fly rendering others wordless
A few friends and I have decided to embark on a poetic journey for this next thirty days in honor of National Poetry Month. Each day will feature a new poetry challenge, and I will post my work here for those who wish to read.
Day 1: Write a Haiku using your childhood as the subject
Warsaw
Smelly turkey farms
Back roads to piano class
Country trailer life
Library
Machine teleport
A fantasy world to hide
Reading fiction books
High School
Games, clubs and Honors
Find understanding of path
Knowledge makes me grow