Over the Town (Poem)
Over the town, let’s sail on thin blue air
Enthused by love’s everlasting lift
An unknown stretch, gifting us no limits
Sky’s reach, past a red world to ether space
Clarity of rarest happenstance floats
Possibles to surface – our salvation
Feeling limitless like synchrony in
Correlation to human connection
Let’s outdo the common expectation
Gleaned of involvements never expected
Let’s swim, soar, dive, and float – everything we’ll
Need for green growth in worlds of challenges
Let’s reach, let’s rise, cultivate our lives as
Only we would. Let’s rise over the town.
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Inspired by W3 prompt #57 via Melissa Lemay, whose excellent tanka won David’s Wea’ve Written Weekly Poet of the Week (PoW) spot previously (chosen by former PoW Suzette B.).
Review W3 prompt 57 for participation guidelines and join in!
Public Displays of Reflection
We joke about food pics
Light acknowledgement
Our curious habits
Rudeness on exhibition
Labor to disrespect—
Displays of such contempt!
I enjoy a food snap—don’t
Often share; when I photograph
Plate or pot
It’s about me as I wish
I might dine with you, dinner
Or just a treat or a drink
Instead, I eat . . . sans you, but
Nonetheless, I anoint
The experience as if
You—anyone—might
Appreciate my reality
Simple food on a plate
Keeps me well. To show
Such moments of life
Continued in resolve
Enjoyments most fleeting
Though, significant
Let us share!
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Quiz Prompt Poetry: Spirit Animal (Owl)
Salt of Earth
I’m “the owl”, grown into being
symbolic of wisdom and truth
sighted beyond mere years of time
sinful to those who ignore truths
who’d paint a bird and call it death
name it and nail it upon homes. *
Existence-compounded data
keeps me from such absurdity
Like the owl, watching and worldly.
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*In early Rome, owls were an evil omen. “A dead owl nailed to the door of a house averted all evil that it supposedly had earlier caused.” –The Owl Pages
Inspired by Colleen M. Chesebro’s #Poetry Challenge No. 322 for #TankaTuesday, which is based on one of those fun internet quizzes. What is your “spirit animal”? (I didn’t post a tanka, but did use syllabic verse). Visit Colleen’s post for any prompt guidelines.
From ancient literature to modern literature and TV, people have been portraying owls as wise creatures, bad omens, harbingers of illness, and death. These solitary, nocturnal birds of prey with fascinating characteristics and recognizable physical traits have inspired all sorts of superstitions and myths.
M. Gould
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