Tuesday Poetics A question of Color

Sunset on Waikiki

For Tuesday’s Poetics where Mish is hosting, asks us. “Writing from a perspective other than our own is a great challenge. We’ve had some very interesting prompts over the years where we have climbed out of our comfort zones to look through a new lens. That has usually involved looking through the eyes of another person. I’d like to float a little further into the unknown and suggest we take the perspective of a color. (or “colour’ as we spell it in Canada)”

Amber Hues

Cattle in stark relief exposed
black silhouettes juxtaposed
against my gentle winter hue
would you notice if I were blue
perhaps shade of summer green
but all unnoticed I remain unseen

Wait for the waxing pink moon
as amber buds begin to bloom
I am not some lifeless tone
but fragile glass and precious stone,
like the shine in lovers’ eyes
I am fading sunset’s golden prize

Til next time ~stay wild moon child ~JP

Crimson’s Creative Challenge – Memories of the Path

For Crimson’s Creative Challenge 118

Memories of the Path

Down the path to the river we go
along the trail the fairies know
to visit playful sprites and gnomes
in muddy banks I’ll sink my toes
where the sweet Fae Princess laughs
in splashing waters burbling past
we bow as one when her highness sings
of ancient days of wars and kings
as the chilling water prickles my toes
I hear Daddy’s call “it’s time to go”

 

Til next time ~stay wild moon child ~JP

Crimson Creative Challenge – Goodbye Again

For Crimson’s Creative Challenge # 117

Goodbye Again

Heavy grey clouds today
blocking out the sun
I watch you turn away to go
and the tears begin to come
I happy with the time we share
even when we’re far apart
when I can’t hold you in my arms
I’ll hold you in my heart

Yeah, I’m on a bit of a nostalgic trip today. Man I miss John Denver!

Til next time ~stay wild moon child ~JP

First Line Lyric Thursday – New Day’s Dawning

Dawn

The idea here is I’m taking one line from a song and making it the first line of a poem. I have oodles of “prompts” in my jar, time to use them. This week’s song is “Beautiful Day” by Joshua Radin and the line I’ve chosen is the first line of the song, “Gonna wash the dust off my soul.” Here we go.

Gonna wash the dust off my soul
rise up once again from night’s dark hole
with brilliant colors, the portrait’s drawn
twenty-four hours too quickly gone
this day is mine to live as I will
mine to use for good or for ill
so many days are wrecklessly lost
when hate and anger ignore the cost
with love and light my spirit grows
as I wash the dust off my soul

Linked to dVerse OLN

Gonna wash the dust off my soul
Gonna listen to some rock ‘n’ roll
No cares, come what may
I’m making a beautiful day

Gonna drive my car to the sea
Swim out far cause I believe
That waves will wash the grey away
I’m making a beautiful day
Let me hear you say

Ooh, oh oh, my my
I’m learning to fly
Hey, hey, what’s that you said
Let’s not forget we’re alive

Gonna climb that hill behind my house
See what this place is all about
Cause from above it all, you can’t help but say
It’s gonna be a beautiful day
It’s gonna be a beautiful day
But let me hear you say

Ooh, oh oh, my my
I’m learning to fly
Hey, hey, what’s that you said
Let’s not forget we’re alive

Gonna turn my enemies into friends
What’s broken gets stronger when it mends
When we all come together, this song will play
We’ll sing, it’s a beautiful day
That’s gonna be my beautiful day

Oh oh, my my
I’m learning to fly
Hey, hey, what’s that you said
Let’s not forget we’re alive, that we’re alive

Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Joshua Ryan Radin / Kenneth A Pattengale
Beautiful Day lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave

 

Til next time ~stay wild moon child ~JP

JusJoJan # 30 – The Beginning

Kapaa Beach Sunrise

The Beginning

In the end, no one will know
who we were, what we loved
why we fought, or how we died
In the end all that will matter
is how well we lived today
for each day, every moment
is filled with glorious second chances
to see the beauty in the sublime
no one can change the past
but let us change our futures
make right now … the beginning

For JusJoJan # 30 and SOCS

Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “the beginning, the end.” Write about the beginning of something and the end of something. Bonus points if your first sentence contains “the end” and your last sentence contains “the beginning.” <– Read that again. Have fun!

 

 

Til next time ~Stay trippy hippies ~JP

Storm Broken

Peter from Australia in Meeting the Bar: Critique and Craft urges us “come on poets, join me at the beginning. Let’s find that best first line:

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Storm Broken

The storm left me broken
as it swept through my life
like August thunder leaving only
the discordant buzz of cicadas
the whine of a distant trimmer
the static discharge of lightning
that singes my lungs and eyes
tears fall as I await the rain
but none comes
to quench the shattered spirit
only the distant roll of thunder
as the storm moves on
leaving me dry and broken

Linked to JusJoJan # 28 Storm

Til next time ~stay trippy hippies ~JP