In 2015, I challenged myself to a one thing every month. One month, the challenge was to write a poem a day. The challenge was that: a challenge and most of my “poems” turned into tiny definitions using the same rhythm: 8/6/7.
I found them a few months ago while I was looking through my old journals and decided to pull out several to share with you. They’re not artistic, but they’re fun. And maybe I’ll inspire you to write your own! If you do, share them in the comments section below.
Flowers
Sweet thoughts shrouded in timely death:
Bliss to those remembered;
Tear drops to those forgotten.
TV
Exclusive members only, but
Please show brain parking pass.
Night is full of undreamed dreams.
Music
The heart’s expression put to dance.
Tones that beckon listeners.
Message in a bottle, found.
Music 2
Listening to another’s heart
In catchy rhyme and rhythm
And wishing you’d thought of that.
Blank Pages
Rolling stretches of nothingness
Packed into neat, white squares:
Deserts in languished places.
Clocks
Ever-present competitors
Daring life to vanish
Before we decide to dance.
Childhood Memories
Poignant traveling of the mind
That pinches can’t awake:
Bitter, sweet, and bittersweet.
Death
A monster posed to frustrate life;
Yet, mingled with heaven
Will strangely bring relief.
Heartbreak
Initial tears have disappeared;
Descends the selfish numb—
It’s only I who suffers!
Books
For a stolen moment letting
Reality fade and
Becoming who you are not.
Trust
Relinquishing every control
To one you believe in
Though sometimes you feel equipped.
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