17 August 2019

Poems

Recycle! Reuse! Here are three poems that I dashed off recently for Jenny-O's blog "Procrastinating Donkey". She has a regular feature called "Poetry Monday" and each week there is a particular theme. I used the themes as titles too.

A CHILDHOOD HERO

Dad was wise and Dad was strong
In my eyes he could do no wrong
He didn't wear a magic cape
Or take on a different shape
No he wasn't a hero quite like that
With comic expressions like "Yikes!" and "Splat!"
For Dad was human like you and me
Being the best that he could be
He taught me the difference between right and wrong
And proved that the wise may also be strong.
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THUNDER & LIGHTNING

When God created everything
Lightning sparked from his fingers 
And the skies were filled with terrible thunder
It was elemental
A celestial alchemy
Like the night that Frankenstein’s monster
Rose from the dead
And said
Hello.
And on that day
The Day of Creation
God’s own God
Made even brighter forks of lightning
That cracked the skies
As even louder thunder
Boomed like wildebeest
Migrating through the Serengeti
And the God of God’s own God
Slept on
As the endless rain teemed down.
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NOTES

The day my mother died
A violin cried
Wailing A minor up in the air
Its plaintive sound was everywhere
But looking back it was just in my head
A note to self
That Mum was dead.

16 comments:

  1. I like the Dad one very much. I have a book of poems that I have written over time, usually when I am upset about something, it all comes out. I wrote several long one's when my eldest son left home to go into the RAF, it was heartbreaking.
    Briony
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    1. Have you posted any of them in "Crafty Cats Corner" Briony? If not - please be brave - and share one or two of them.

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    2. I would love to read your work too, Briony.

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  2. Love the Dad poem. I wrote a poem to be read at my dad's funeral. It still makes me cry.

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    1. Now I am curious JayCee. I know it is private but does the poem appear in your blog?

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    2. Ah no. Much too personal.

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  3. Good job with the recycling! Seriously, I approve. These poems will hold up even longer than plastic.

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    1. I thought you were going to sue me for breach of copyright!

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  4. Very good... the dad poem esp x

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    1. I'm glad it meant something to you John.

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  5. I enjoyed your poems. I hope you are writing poems besides these.

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    1. I might write one for you Red but I can't think of any words that rhyme with "Red".

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  6. I enjoyed these poems. You have a talent for all types of writing. I used to write a lot of poetry but I don't as much now. I've always been a little self conscious to show my poems to anyone though.

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    1. There is I think a sense in which poetry is meant to be shared. Keeping them to oneself may be personally therapeutic but it's like writing songs that no one ever hears. You "used" to write poetry..why not reawaken that creativity Bonnie? Write some more.

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  7. Very emotive...each poem....

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  8. Every time I read your poetry, I think why don't I read more poetry.

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