The Ragtag Daily prompt #67: Spiral
Ever downward
circles
plummeting.
Never knowing
never ending.
Circles
going round.
Spirals
joined but apart.
Ever downward
reaching up
for air.
Spirals.
Circles.
Spinning.
Never knowing
never ending.
The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Reflection
Early morning
A branch upon the shore
Placed by waves
The night before.
Water drifts
Around the wood
In a place
Where ancients stood.
Their time has past
To be never more
Branches still wash
Upon the shore
The raucous sounds.
Yellow-tailed Black Cockatoos
filling the sky.
Pastel hues
the last light.
Graduating colours
saying goodbye
to the day.
Welcoming the night.
What?
Superstition
Why pick
on black cats?
What have we done?
I am content
resting here.
Look at me.
Angelic.
Come closer
Yes
Come closer
my pretty.
Superstition
will evaporate
as you become
lost in my eyes.
Come closer……
*This is Benny.
He lived a long happy life but could be a devil. He could be purring in your lap and suddenly he would attack your arm or leg. All the dogs in the neighbourhood were scared of him. Any dog that strayed down the drive, no matter if it was a big farm dog or small dog, you would always see them running up the drive with Benny in close pursuit.
So I guess it was bad luck for any other cat or dog to wander into Benny’s place.
The word prompt from Maria at citySonnet: Waves
Is it a hello
or the power of the sea
that Waves.
With one
you wave back
The other
watch in awe
Churning
foamy spectacle
Washing up
the life from
beneath
Bringing the past
back
for all to see
Waves
Crashing
Smashing
eroding rocks
Swirling around
the headland
or
racing to the beach
Tumbling
in the early morning
washing
the sand
Waves
the power of
the sea
The word prompt from Laura at Manic Mondays 3 Way Prompt: Confession
I wrote this poem, when I was about 17 years old, one day in an English class in High School. The teacher noticed me not paying attention, called me to the front of the class and made me read my poem to the class. I must add I went to an all boys high school.
Owl is sitting
in his tree.
Teddy is here,
cuddling me.
I love Teddy
and Teddy loves me.
And Owl is still sitting
in his tree
Hoot Hoot
The Daily Post word prompt: Broken
The wheel of the wagon,
long since broken,
no longer
rolls down
the dirt track.
Once took produce
from the farm,
also long since
broken.
the drought
has taken its
toll
The daily Post Prompt: Disappear
A bird
sitting
in a tree.
Singing songs
for you
and me.
Be quick
to see his
fluffy bum,
Or you will
miss
the fluffy bum,
From the tree
where
he appeared,
And now
the bird
has disappeared
The daily Post word prompt: Sleeve
Hanging.
a Paris market
You caught my eye.
I turned.
you waved.
the wind caught
your sleeve.
I smiled
I caught the moment
Something special
between us two.
I walked on.
You.
Sill hanging
in a Paris market.
I sit alone
the night envelops.
Perhaps
someone will scurry.
I watch,
I wait,
Soon to swoop.
Watching.
Waiting.
To you
darkness,
To me
I see.
Grass seeds sway
Someone is away
Furry and grey
No longer alone.
I swoop.
Dinner.
Delivered.
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