OctPoWriMo Day #10: (dancing on air)

Word Prompts: Euphoric, Dance, In the clouds, Delight, Joy

Poetic Form: Con-Verse; rhyme scheme as aa,bb,cc,dd,ee / meter as 7,7,8,8,9,9,10,10,11,11

Second Feud

In a moment I forgot 

of time, all that I was taught.

That when you acquire some joy

that time becomes a jester's ploy.

Stealing moments away in delight

like a ravenous dragon to fight.

Because a euphoric love came to play

and time was left, of course to run away.

A mocking poem about how the feelings and time can be at odds. Can you see what I do with that? Who are my characters in this poem? What do you think, Dear Readers? This form is a rhymed and metered form, which is a challenge, because I have to have rhymer.com, dictionary.com, and count EVERY lines syllables. 'Twas a bit o' work, but methinks it indeed worked.

OctPoWriMo Day #9: (love)

Poetic Form: haiku

I really was at a loss for love tonight. It isn't for a lack of love, but it's for the small things that make us, myself included, feel loved. Today's poem is just that simple; love shown in the simplest way(s). How do you show you love someone in the simplest ways, Dear Reader? I usually buy someone their favourite coffee, with all of their favourite additions; do their dishes; give them a random present because the pig earrings remind you of them.

Just Take It

That moment when you
find there is one last donut--
they didn't eat it.



Love is taking the last donut left for you!

OctPoWriMo Day #8: (moments of madness)

Poetic Form: Blitz Poem.

Word Prompts: Obsessed, Crazed, Troubled mind, Yes and No, Up and down

I think the poem speaks for itself, Dear Readers. I hope you enjoy the

Madness in Love

Turn around

turn back

Back in time

Back to the beginning

Beginning of...

Beginning to end

End of the past 

End of the future

Future begins

Future starts

Starts at the

Starts with ending

Ending the story

Ending the party

Party on

Party forever

Forever is infinity

Forever young

Young is wasted

Young is potential

Potential to make

Potential to die

Die in the darkness

Die in the fire

Fire the rifle

Fire burning bright

Bright is the light

Bright without darkness

Darkness is cozy

Darkness is death

Death is cozy

Death only the word

Word tells the story

Word is knowledge

Knowledge from writing

Knowledge from the teacher

Teacher finds student

Teacher learns to...

To know

To grow

Grow from a seed

Grow from your story

Story to tell

Story I tell

Tell me a story

Tell me the truth 

Truth about me 

Truth about you

You

Me

OctPoWriMo Day #1: (Surrender)

It is fitting that I return to this blog in October for OctPoWriMo (October Poetry Writing Month), and it is fitting that this is the 4th year of my friendship with the musketeers: Athos, Aramis, and D'Artagnen , with me as Porthos). This poem is for them, and you know who you are!!!

Topic: Surrender

Word Prompts: Open, Feel, deep, be, Self love

Poetic Form: Free Verse

I don't really dig free verse anymore. I loved it in high school; I wrote of it is college, but now I prefer writing in poetic forms all sorts. Something I have learned about writing is that you sometimes need to return to what you knew back in  the day. So, today, Dear Readers, I return to free verse for OctPoWriMo Day #1.

Today's poem is about that special type of love, Self Love, and discovering it. It is a hard love to find, but it is a beautiful and wonderful love. I hope you enjoy, Dear Readers.

Self Loving Title

I thought of the time before,

will it even be the same?

I thought I couldn't love again,

it will never be the same!

I wanted the what was most easy,

what had always been, you know.

I needed what was most difficult,

the strange and different than I knew.

I wanted to feel,

I wanted to be open,

I wanted love,

I wanted to be...

poojasingh123456 from MorgueFile

OctPoWriMo - Day 24 - Blitz (Emotional Blitz)

Writing Prompts: sexuality, books, music, nature, poetry

OctPoWRiMo

Poetic Form: Blitz Poem

GaborfromHungry form MorgueFile

Emotional Blitz

read me a story

read my poetry

poetry is books

poetry will sing

sing this line

sing the emotion

emotion makes you cry 

emotion is life

life is all around

life is sunshine

sunshine rises

sunshine to brighten

brighten my mood

brighten the sky

sky is blue 

sky is cloudy

cloudy nature

cloudy mood

mood is music

mood is everything

everything is signal

everything in time

time can be wasted

time can be earned

earned a moment

earned a dollar

dollar for a candy bar

dollar for your thoughts

thoughts are incomplete

thoughts are you

you can only

you are real

real is the sunlight 

real is the blood

blood pulses through

blood sustains

sustains my soul

sustains my hunger

hunger for the words 

hunger for the love

love me when

love for you

you are sexuality

you can truly be

be aware of the

be aware of me

me I am

me I love

am

love.

OctPoWriMo: When will it Rain

Poetry Prompt: Loop Poem. I did one of these not too long ago for a prompt. am just a little bit excited to be trying it again. Its a great form to write in stream of consciousness. At least this of was very easy to write. the picture provided a bit of fodder for the poem and someone else filled in the gaps. Shhh, that's the secret! :-) I feel really good about this poem and i hope you enjoy reading it, Dear Readers.

From Morgan~
How to Loop 101: There are no restrictions on meter or syllables or rhyme schemes (YAY!). BUT we have a few rules!

Take the last word of a line. Skip a line. Use that word as the first word of that line. I know, sounds harder than it is, so basically take the last word of the FIRST line and use it as the first word of the THIRD line. Take the last word of the SECOND line and use it as the first word of the FORTH line. Last word of the THIRD line is the first word of the FIFTH line. And it keeps going on and on like that. Some people do it by stanzas. There is also a variation where there's no skipping and the last word of the line simply becomes the first word of the next line. Simpler, but personally I think it's a LOT harder. Got it? Sounds fun right!

Word Prompts: Cycle, Transparent, Petrichor- the scent of rain on dry earth , Rarity

When Will it Rain

When all the days seem to blur together

by Beverly Tan

thinking about you

together, by my side standing--

you the picture of lovely

standing a rarity under the 

lovely sapphire skies.

The memory of the rain once

Skies are still clear

once there was rain is the desert.

Clear of everything, but raw emotion

desert lands parched, but for love.

Emotion quenches my thirst

Love makes me thirsty.

Thirst for your lips upon mine,

Thirsty I am

Mine waiting for yours

Am waiting under the sun

Yours is the only one I desire

Sun glinting off your hair

Desire, yearning

Hair smelling of Petrichor

yearning for the moment of 

petrichor, when of the rain soaked bodies 

of heat pressing together and

Bodies intertwined

and thirst no more we will .

OctPoWriMo the month long poetry challenge and makes to think outside the box, at least it does for me. Come and visit with the others and see what they have been up to at the Blog Hop.

OctPoWriMo: A Diagnosis

Love comes in some many forms: romantic, friendship, sexual, intellectual, spiritual, just to name a few. Imagine the people you love. How do you love them? Why do you love them?

Today's prompt is about love. I took the word Basorexia which is sexuoeroticism linked to kissing or the strong desire to kiss. What if Basorexia was considered a disease? How would someone feel about having it?

Word Prompts: Love, Heartbreak, Tacenda- "things better left unsaid", Basorexia - "The strong desire to kiss".

Come and check out my fellow OctPoWriMoes here.

A Diagnosis

From MorgueFile

The Doctor said it was a condition

something with a strange name,

Basorexia, is what he said.

Funny, I have never heard of it.

Something with a strange name

and I want to kiss everyone in sight.

Funny, I have never hear of it

so, is it life threatening?

And I want to kiss everyone in sight

with a firey passion, welling up--

so, is it life threatening

this magnetic pull that I have?

With a firey passion, welling up

because you are so close 

this magnetic pull that I have.

Oh, I hope it's not catching!

Because you are so close

I want to feel--

Oh, I hope it's not catching--

the warmth of your kiss.

I want to to feel

slowly fill my veins and nerves with 

the warmth of your kiss

and it doesn't matter who you are.

Slowly fill my veins and nerves with

joy that only comes from loving

and it doesn't matter who you are,

I will still kiss you all the same.

Joy that only comes from loving,

Basorexia, is what he said.

I will kiss you all the same--

the Doctor said it was a condition.

Nursing Love

In 99 words (no more, no less) write a love story. Explore what feeds love. It can be romantic or platonic. It can be devoted or damaged. It can be recovering or enduring. Focus on characters or setting, weaving a 99-word love story. From Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge!

From MorgueFile

“Remember when you were sick that weekend?” Sasha said at the table. “And I had to make you chicken bouillon in your microwave?” while watching tiny sparrows fight at the plastic feeder hanging on the porch.

“Well, no actually,” said Myron.

“Oh come on,” she said, “You mumbled in your sleep that night, ‘Gotta catch the viruses,’” she giggled in the early morning sunshine streaming into the kitchen.

“Oh, right. Well, I remember the time you hallucinated in your sleep, he said.”

“Dreaming?”

“Okay, dreaming. You said, ‘Get the frogs after them’.”

“Okay, touché,” she said smiling at him.

OctPoWriMo Day 29: Phases

Poetry Prompts: What phase of love are you in, before, during, or after? Are you dancing with euphoria or
are you crying with despair at the unfairness of life and love?

Something new and something old in today's poem. I figured since today prompt reminded me of past loves, crushes, and romantic attachments of a sort, that I would take you down the road of those feelings. I think of these feelings as phases of a moon (relationship), especially the more outlandish ones. Imagine a youth, male or female, discovering love for the first time and what it does to he or she...

Poetry Form: Etheree, consists of 10 lines of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 syllables. Reversed Etheree: 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Double Etheree: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 10, 9, 8, 7, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...Triple Etheree, Quadruple Etheree, and so on!

Thanks to Rod for this one! He got me thinking... ~evil grin~

Word Prompts: Love, Bliss, Consuming, Blind, Honeymoon

Feeling Words: Euphoria, Joy, Bewildered, Annoyed, Grief

OctPoWriMo Blog Hop here.

Phases

Heart

knows bliss,

becoming

Euphoria

for what it has not

previously known.

Childish desires made real

innocently made from wishes

upon shooting stars in twilight's dusk

Believing  truth is right in front of you.

The blind faith that once had you so consumed

in pubescent fantasies of lust

has left you  bewildered and cold.

The love which you held so close

a fire extinguished.

Passion replaced with

Indifference.

Honeymoon

is over,

Dear.

from MorgueFile

OctPoWriMo: The Tri-fall!

A Tri-Fall. That is what style recommended and this means I am going to attempt it. A tri-fall is a three stanza poem of six lines each, following a rhyme and metered pattern of A, B, C, A, B, C and 6/3/8/6/3/8. Quite a challenging form, indeed.

I actually had a chance to brain storm today during the day job for a few hours. Not that I was slacking, but I had a few moments where I could let my mind wandered.

Today's prompt is SWEET, CANDY, SUGAR, INDULGENCE, and while I had my pick of topic, everything from cheesecake to my husband. I was a little worried that I wasn't going to find my muse. There were a number of ways I could have taken the sweet or sugary approach too. 

I wanted something different. I want sweet to be a person. Sweet can mean love, and I know a Love, Sara Love. I then channeled Neil Gaiman and wrote a poem in the vein of Stardust, but NOT. A lady as sweet as everything and joyous as the heavens.

Proposal of a Star

It is because of you, Dear

That I write--

For a love that burns in your core.

The sweetest star here,

Glowing bright

That hardly do I not feel poor.

If emotions were means

I would be

A lonely Prince among the stars.

But one boon then, my Queen--

May I see

Something that takes my unseen scars?

Loving you I have done,

But lonely.

Yet I find myself quite living.

Will you please join the fun?

Come and see

A world, to you I am giving.

from Morgue File

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