Cups of Java or Cups of Tea? Me, I just need my:
Morning Couplets
Every single day for years, my morning’s not replete
until my poem is published—polished and complete.
I meander through my sentences until I think they’re done,
and then I herd them into shape—each metaphor and pun.
My need is pathological to get them all just right.
I love words’ sensuality, their pathos and their bite.
Though some have a reluctance to show up when I call them,
there’s a satisfaction when I finally recall them.
What would I do with mornings if I had no words to play with?
There’d be nothing else for me to find to fill my day with!
Prompts for today are meander, sentence, pathological, replete, reluctance.
Reader’s Choice. Do you have a question you’d like to ask me or is there a topic you’d like to suggest? If so, please let me know and I’ll pick one suggestion a week to write about. Sorta setting up my own little personal prompt site, but others are welcome to write a post from the prompts as well and to link them as comments on my week’s post whenever they wish. Let’s see if this works. What do you want to hear me blather on about or to write a poem or song about? Reader’s Choice!!!! Please note that I won’t be making up prompts myself. I will, however, be publishing all the comments and all of the suggestions and if anyone else wants to write on one of the topics and post a link to comments, that will be most welcome. See? I repeated that invitation twice!
Midnight Communion
Grass dampened by the night air sprouts beneath me as I lie
here beneath the swirling stars that spark an empty sky.
The moon sketches my shadow against the garden wall,
temporary art that holds me in its thrall.
Caught up in the orbit of a world that must astound me,
I am sister to a universe that’s breathing all around me.
For the Sunday Whirl Wordle 565. the words are: damp stars sparks swirl sisters breathe empty sprouting shadows sketch orbit art. Image by Josh Miller @Unsplash.
Prompts today are understand, whim, approval, hinder, systematic and absolutley.
Lately I am finding that every other poem or so shows up in the reader in paragraph form rather than in centered stanzas. Has anyone else found this to be true? To try to remedy it, today I took a screen shot of the poem and published it as a media file rather than the regular way. I’d be interested in hearing your comments about how this affects your viewing and also hearing from those having the same problem. Thanks, Judy
Click on Photos to Enlarge.
For this prompt: https://ceenphotography.com/2022/08/02/cffc-reminds-you-of-natures-beauty/
These photos need to be enlarged to view.
I somehow published an old prompt for Ragtag in my poem today, so here is a photo response to today’s correct prompt: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2022/08/06/rdp-saturday-bubbles/
Belvedere
Strolling through the belvedere at sunset, just with you,
I pretended that I’d brought you here for the uncanny view.
Yet I really formed a rapt audience of one.
You are the only view I seek when the day is done.
I’m just your part time lover, and yet I must confess
that when I see your line of jaw, your hair braid or your dress,
it catapults my heart into regions that are new.
I’d like to make a wallpaper of visions just of you
so that all the whole day long, whatever I might do,
I could live forever surrounded by your view.
Prompt words today are part time, Belvedere, catapult, wallpaper, audience and uncanny.
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