poetry

For the Bahamas – A Tanka

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For the Bahamas

for the Bahamas

tides have come and gone and yet

so much to be done

placing feet in their wet shoes

spirits trudge forward in hope

keeping it mindful

taking stock of what’s to do

bringing up courage

there’s really no other way

but to fight for making home

starting all over

is hard enough to battle

keep in mind the loss

hold their spirits in the heart

what can old souls do in life

but be a part of all

taking account of life’s toll

one moment to next

one small step to create change

keeping the faith going strong

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Always be Prepared

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Always be Prepared

The weather person
predicts the weather
putting on my raincoat
or heavy coat
toting an umbrella
just in case

Always be prepared

Predictions may be based on science
but life has it’s own little quirks
where other matters
or not
of life
take over control
because we let them
or not

Don’t trust predictions
be prepared

My sister predicted
my heart would be broken
based on science
and maybe some sorted arts

Putting my life back together
I discovered
what works well

Don’t trust predictions
Always be prepared

…..
This is day #15 of National Poetry Month! I wrote to a prompt from
Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides
“For today’s prompt, write a prediction poem. Make a prediction. Write about another person’s correct or incorrect prediction. Or, you know, be unpredictable.”

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Stolen: One Heart

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Stolen: One Heart

Not being the type
to take anything
not mine
I was surprised
when it happened to me

Stolen:
one perfectly functioning heart
blood pumping
veins working
body moving
but
one heart stolen

Who knew
when a person takes a walk
or writes a story
or reads a book
their heart can be taken

In this case
innocently stricken
I lost my heart
but the weird thing is
it was all my fault

Vulnerable and needing
love’s warm feels
my heart was stolen
only to be healed

Take it again
and again
it’s yours
forever

…..

Today, I decided to combine my prompts. Here is my poem of the day for National Poetry Month and my Six Sentence Story. Who says you can’t play with the rules? I guess you can say I stole them and made them my own.

My daily poetry prompt came from Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides Blog: “For today’s prompt, write a stolen poem. And no, don’t steal anyone’s poem! But you can write about doing such a thing. Or stealing hearts, stealing time, stealing minds. Or steeling your mind (remember: I don’t care if you play on my original prompt). Steal away into a comfortable place to write and break some lines today.”

The other prompt comes from Girlie on The Edge’s Six Sentence Story Blog

“Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

PROMPT WORD: TYPE”