For ~ The Poet By Day ~ Respected G Jamie Dedes ~ Peace Prayer and Positivity ~

 

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2019 ~ NaPoWriMo ~ Day Sixteen ~ Candle in the List ~

Today, I challenge you to write a poem that uses the form of a list to defamiliarize the mundane.

Light Keeps the Spirits Alight

For it is good to think about a candle but to burn one still needs a match
For it is holy, serving all, burning bright selflessly, giving light
For it is exemplary in character, sacrificing  for others
For it is made of wax  a nature made organic compound
For it is a symbol of education and learning
For it is a source of inspiration for writers and poets
For it is a tiny wick that illumines  a full room
For it is a mark of respect, honor and burns in memory of loved ones, no more.
For its scent creates and spreads peace and serenity all around
For it can give out sweet lavender cinnamon and peppermint  soothing aromas
For it burns to keep the learner meditator thinker, focused in mind
For it helps to create an atmosphere of affection and romance

Where there is a candle there is peace love and tranquility

2019 ~ NaPoWriMo ~ Day 15 ~ Dramatic Monologue ~ A Pencil’s Soliloquy ~

Today, I’d like to challenge you to write your own dramatic monologue.

PENCIL

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                   A    Pencil’s   Soliloquy 

How child like I am sometimes, how immature and yet so human
Held by humans, used by humans some human qualities
have seeped in my slender nature, stub and point,
front and back, top to bottom;

I too have keen anxieties, pressure points, and cutting edges,
I too roll and turn lie on the floor and twist around in circles
yet I do allow myself to be accepted, played with and bear
the slings and tappings’ of my wooden frame and fortune makes
the better of me, in the bin, cut or chiseled, I lose shape and skin”

Gradually become short, naked and remain sleek and thin;
most dangerous trial that I ever face, is when placed behind
the ear I lose  my  grace, O’ what shame I feel when scraped

painfully from my sides, is the maker’s mark and  my graceful name.

Think not that once my form is broken, my shape distorted,
I lie, cry, fly, spy, pry, buy, ply, try, tie ‘n untie or just die,
to end up in Dubai.

I am remade to serve humanity, I live forever , shine sharply-
to write sketch draw note scribble or scratch to appear like
a brilliant comet in the sky—

 

2019 ~ NaPoWriMo ~ Day 9 ~ Things Which Bring Peace …

Reading the Holy Verses early in the morning
 
listening to the chirping twittering of birds 
hidden in the trees
sound of running water in a stream
 
watching the river meandering
 
eagles flying gliding high in the clear sky
 
music waltzes composed by Johann Strauss
 
watching fields full of tiny wild flowers swaying
with the breeze
 
hugs from my children and grand children
 
a loving smile 
 
and bowing in gratitude before the Almighty 

2019 ~ Napowrimo ~ Day 13 ~ Skull In The Sky ~

  Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem about something mysterious and spooky! 

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Shadowy figures suddenly passing
quickly silently floating by
from the lounge to the kitchen, while my daughter
and I froze in the dining seats at the dining table
we were studying “Paradise Lost’ Book IX-
Satan’s Fall from Heaven

what was that? did you see?’
yes I saw…’Oh  Oh it must be He?
we are thinking of him ‘Homo Fugee’
“Homo Fugee!
we both dashed out of the room, up
the stairs, far far away, reciting verses
‘ It came again, no more night studying
or it will come again…
My camera click love,
makes me seek images
in the trees flowers land and sea,
sky and clouds rain and sunsets
beautiful nature is divinity , behold
sees the eye, but  next day, so bright
I thought , all is so peaceful and safe
when suddenly clouds flashed by
no shadow no fright, but what a sight
when in broad view and wide space
there stared back at us  a spooky face’

For ~ LENS-ARTISTS CHALLENGE #40 – SOMETHING DIFFERENT ~ Tina R Schell ~ Sublime Acquiescence ~

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“The things that make me different are the things that make me me.
                                                                                                                                             A.A. Milne

Acceptance in Diversity

In 1989 we shifted to a smaller house because it was manageable.I had to check and lock only one main door rather than a dozen in the previous one.It was a daily Herculean task tiring and risky.This house was like a divine gift.

I was comfortable because there was less chance of rapidly losing weight.I had less distance to cover to reach the kitchen.

‘Everyone is responsible for order and cleanliness’ The first rules were set and we felt somewhat in the ‘present day language’ ‘Updated’

The kids were not babies anymore.

We planted three trees just outside the front wall. There was just enough space.

They grew slowly and time passed. They grew along with our children. My son and two daughters passed high school and graduated.

We would take photographs standing in front of them, specially when the flowers were in full bloom.We parked our KIA Classic car in their shade during the hot season.

The trees are still firm and strong.

One an evergreen,one which blossoms small pink flowers and the third brightens up the place with purple flowers.

All three are different.They stand side by side. When the strong cold wind blows they seem to support each other.They give space to all birds who fly in to perch tweet and peck at the tiny insects or bits of grain on the terrace.

They accept each other as the Earth accepts them.

When the flowers wither and the leaves fall, the Earth accepts them too.

I sensed deep loyalty in Nature where I heard the silence, saw the beauty, grace, and grandeur, peace spread like the calm sea that manifests itself spread out as far as the eye can see, and moving in small waves, as the cool breeze touches the skin to prove that it is there,making the unseen connection.

I stepped on the terrace, feeling happy, at being blessed with another day and a lovely warm sunny morning, I turned and then I saw these trees so clearly reflecting the early rays of the Mid March sun…The two pine trees.One green and firm, the other dry and dying.

They were together…

This I felt was ‘Sublime Acquiescence’

How vital is acceptance in diversity. I pray we may all understand…

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