Todays poem is from the August new prompt of ‘Heaven and Earth’. Slightly different for me.
Heaven on Earth
A micro dot on a grain of sand
Is that me, in this wonderful land
A beach of life, is there more than this?
A vacuum, black hole, gaping abyss
From up above, looking down on my shore
I’m living a life, a life adore
Beyond my dying day, from my birth
Are we already in heaven on earth ?
Todays poem is based on the daily prompt of ‘Oozing’. This has been so difficult today.
Decide for yourself
Heart beating, a passionate embrace
Anticipation, I touch your face
Beauty oozing from every pore
Leaving me breathless, wanting lots more
Your eyes, your hair, wonderful soft skin
Is this legal, or is this a sin ?
The title of todays poem uses my new source of daily prompt. My take on it is slightly different.
Upon my lips, a sense so divine
Your taste, a shiver down my spine
Your scent is such a thrill
A vision of you, wonderous chill
Dressed so well, I desire to unwrap
Under your spell, ultimately trapped
Want and love you, want to be kissed
A flavour I can never resist
Between meals, illegal chocolate snack
And you don’t answer back
Today’s poem is based on the daily prompt of ‘Trance’ and I’ve used my holiday there last year as the content. New York is such an amazing place.
Lure of New York
Eight hour flight, New York bound
Bump, squeal, tyres hit the ground
Taxi ride, hotel check in 17th floor
Wide eyed, keen to explore
Bright lights, city bus tour
Excited at sights, like the brochure
Three days and nights, so much to see
Before boarding Queen Mary at the quay
Big Apple you’ve captured me in a trance
One day I’ll return, I just need the finance
Todays poem is based on the daily prompt of ‘Recite’. Whenever I have to speak to an audience I draw on the best training course ever received. Spartacus comes to mind but that’s for a future post.
Nerves in shreds, throat so dry
Stand and deliver, speech, black tie
Expectant crowd, will I be heard ?
Not sympathetic, or devour every word ?
Rehearsed, committed, no stammer
Ready, prepared, checked the grammar
Introduced, shaky words spoken
Scanned the floor, initial reaction
Heart pounding, pulse set racing
Audience captured, jokes interlacing
Confidence abound, successful tonight
Encore, same tomorrow, another recite
Todays poem is based on the new daily prompt as it suits one of my obsessions, soul music.
Seven inch vinyl, pressed in a mould
Discarded by many, to me solid gold
Either a few or quantities vast
Classic soul music, made in the past
Tamla, Motown, Atlantic, Stax, labels
American artists, spin on turntables
Collectable rarities, worth up to thousands
Out of reach, to me and my hands
Feet tapping, dancing all night
Carries me away, they’re ‘out-a-sight’
Perfect symphonies, memories recount
Remember, it’s what’s in the groove that counts
It’s Thursday and today I’ve written my poem using the prompt of my daily torment. The thorn in my side in our new team. No names but…
This continual nightmare
Pain killers don’t take it away
Not again, the same yesterday
Monotonous tone, mumbled lilt
Unable to change, traits in-built
A square peg, a round hole
Blinkered view, unsuited role
A nightmare, a perpetual dream
Pain free future, reset the team
Today’s poem is from a new source for a daily prompt, Rebecca Bardelli.
One arrives, one departs
Emotions, tugging the heart
Soul set forth, tragic loss
Funeral pyre, flowered cross
Utter dispair, endless tears
Revolving door, year on year
Circle of life, no longer mourn
Celebrated birth, first newborn
Begins again, flood of joy
Family adore, their baby boy
It’s difficult to be positive about my new position and newly created team as there’s a glaring gap between my old role and my new role. The one key word to sum up the difference is “control”. Now there’s a total lack of control whilst previously everything was undertaken and provided in a controlled manner. At some point in the future I’m sure something will be unearthed to make people understand how open and uncontrolled we now are.
Is it worth it ?
Ten years ago, a lifeline thrown
Since then, knowledge has grown
Absorbed, developed, like a sponge
Leap of faith, a deep plunge
Quality, standards, turn-round honed
Unbelievable, all now disowned
Skills the new team has lost
Not now, but at what future cost
Struggled for a prompt today so I’m using the idea of time. Grasping the moment and using every minute of the day.
When it’s gone it’s gone
Fill your day, as now is going away
Use it wisely, don’t lose the time
Wasting it, disgraceful crime
24 hours will soon be gone
Don’t put it off, start from dawn
Soon a memory, a precious moment
Make the present your special event
At midnight, today is lost
Can’t rewind time, not at any cost
Today passes by in all its glory
Never to return, fading into history