Dog Greets Me

Greets me
With excited smile
Happy I am home

April 30th prompt from this site

Meditate With Depression

Why do you haunt me night and day
A dark cloud hanging upon my head
You seem to suck the thoughts out
Letting me wander aimlessly;
You make me want to stay in
Take the blanket pull it up around me
To hug a pillow close as it might slip away
What is left in mind that you have taken?
You press the weight down so I can not breath
But you haven’t taken my creativity
That blossom out of the artist struggling within

April 29th prompt from this site

Poetry Comes In Different Ways

Poetry comes from a little spark
Words slowly light to full flame
Growing larger until a poem takes shape.
The flame will settle down
Words burn within at last
To last for all to read.

Poetry is also kneaded through it folds
Taking shape to different forms
To create a creation worth eating.
Each bite worth the words to hear
Rhyming and metaphors abound within
The nooks and crannies pack with lines abound.

Within my soul my poetry comes
Slowly one word; a phrase
Stirs me to write a poem.
I sometimes see a poem take shape
Lines forming weaving across my mind
That is when I write my poetry down.

April 28th prompt from this site

Then What Could Death Do If Thou Shouldst Depart

My remixing of Shakespearean sonnet was to take different lines from any of his sonnets and try to come up with something totally different. A challenge to try to find the right rhyming words.

Then what could death do if thou shouldst depart,
Lest sorrow lend me words, and words express
How can I then be elder than thou art?
For I have sworn deep oaths of thy deep kindness,
For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright,
To say they err I dare not be so bold,
O’ercharg’d with burthen of mine own love’s might.
And wherefore say not I that I am old?
What means the world to say it is not so?
To say, within thine own deep sunken eyes,
In winged speed no motion shall I know,
To find where your true image pictur’d lies,
Then of thy beauty do I question make,
Or I shall live your epitaph to make.

April 27th prompt from this site

Let Me Be Your Eyes [Revision]

Decided to use this old poem I wrote few years back and added a couple more lines with another line of repetition.

Let me be your eyes,
For you were born blind.
I am your service dog,
Forever you will be in my care.
I will be your eyes,
When we go out and round town.
I will rescue you from harm
When danger draws near.
Let me be your eyes,
I will guide you around house
So you won’t bang into walls.
Let me be your eyes,
For I will know what to do.
I was trained well
And was specially selected for you.

April 26th prompt from this site

Early Rains Of Spring

Rain splatters upon the deck
Striking a click splat as I gaze out
Why do birds still chirp when rain comes down?
I watch sitting in a wicker chair under covering outside
Spring begins to come alive
I see buds ache to open into flowers
Waiting for trees to soak water through their roots
I can almost see water snaking through their veins
Rushing to meet the budding flowers demands
It’s damp and I begin to shiver
Spring still tries to thaw itself out
I stand up to feel the cool rain against my face
And open my mouth to taste the fresh cool drops it offers
I close my eyes and enjoy what’s given
Sweet smell of rain perfumes before me
As sweet the scented pine cones at winter
I stay long enough to soak myself to a relaxing state
Until the rains turn into driving sheets
Which force me inside before the raindrops
Begin to pelt their beatings on my face

April 25th prompt from this site

Haiku With Enemy

I use my Oxford Dictionary & Thesaurus. I opened it up and landed in the “E” section. After looking over I decided to write a Haiku. Challenging myself to write only “E” words to make it.

Enter enigma
Enemy enthuse enough
Entice enterprise

April 24th prompt from this site