OctPoWriMo 2014: Day 19

Copyright: damedeeso / 123RF Stock Photo

 Gloom

The rain in spain falls mainly on the

Melancholy musings of my mind

On a gray day spattered with

Drizzle from a dawn that never quite comes

To a dusk that never quite went away

Damp penetrates my very bones

Making me feel like a corpse

Rotting in a moldy tomb

Rainbow makes its way as the sun peeks out from behind

Cloudy curtain of gray froth dripping tears down on the

Grass wet with weeping from the gloomy sky

Somber is the mood on a day gray from a dawn that never quite comes

To a dusk that never left in the first place

~Aurora~

 The Words: 

                  Melancholy 
                  Drizzle 
                  Damp 
                  Rainbow 
                  Cloudy 
                  Grass 
                  Somber

 

Aurora's Note:

I'm honestly not entirely sure where this came from. I like the rain, and although I do struggle with depression, I'm not feeling particularly gloomy at the moment, only tired. 

I was listening to Pink Floyd while writing about an event that takes place in a horrible dystopian future, and then I read the Wikipedia entry about Syd Barrett. I don't know if any of this has a thing to do with my morose poem. The words just came, and I just let them flow.

The dog is British, apparently, as is Pink Floyd, so there's the reason why the whimsical mutt appears with an incongruously depressing poem.

30 Days of Haiga 2014: Day 18

Click to Enlarge

Original Photo:

Copyright: cynoclub / 123RF Stock Photo

Verse:

Illsa Gorrey

Photoshop Manipulation:

Cie Cheesemeister

Illsa's note:

When I was fourteen, I had a paper route. I actually did have a bicycle, but I never could master throwing and pedaling at the same time so I walked the route. 

My family wasn't by any means wealthy, but we weren't poor either. My father (R.I.P.) worked construction and handyman jobs. He was also a decent mechanic. He could fix just about anything, so even though our house was nothing fancy, it was a place we were proud of. Dad put a lot of work into it.

My route was in a run-down area of town. A lot of people down there owned guard dogs: Dobermans, German Shepherds, Pit Bulls. The majority of the dogs would bark but stay their place in the yard. Some of them actually became friendly towards me over time. But there was this one yard with a low fence and two very aggressive dogs. 

My sixteen-year-old brother started walking the route with me when he realized where it was. I didn't have the route for long. Once my father became fully aware of the situation, he made me quit. He was all fired up to go talk to those people about their dogs, but my mother talked him out of it. She filed a complaint with animal control. Maybe they got ticketed, but nothing was ever done about the dogs.

It's always sobering when I realize that my father has now been dead for almost as many years as he was alive.

~Illsa~

30 Days of Haiga 2014: Day 15

Click to Enlarge

Original Photo:

Copyright: damedeeso / 123RF Stock Photo

Jolly Verse:

Blooming Psycho

Festive Photoshop Manipulation:

Cie Cheesemeister

Spring Puppy and Kitten Love

 

Spring Puppy and Kitten Love

 

I hate to be a killjoy

For I too feel the puppy (and kitty) love

But too many are born

Every spring there's a boom

Many of them die, never knowing a loving home

 

Please, if you have a critter

Keep him or her safe, inside or in a yard

Make sure to spay and neuter

For though I love the little balls of fluff

We have to say enough's enough

 

Until we can find loving homes for every one

We need to do what must be done

Give them food and shelter, and fix them too

To make a happier world

This is what we have to do

 

Don't let their lives end in springtime

In a shelter, or on the cold concrete

Let them live long, to a ripe old age

In a home where they know comfort

In a world where they know love

 

~Aurora~

 

Not the best poem I ever wrote, but when I saw the picture of the puppy, that is what came to mind. Spring is a time when animal births of all kinds boom. There is an increase in litters of puppies and kittens brought to the shelter in the spring.

 

If you are on Facebook, check out Animal Anarchy, a page that shares animals in need. I'm one of the admins.

 

Cross Posted to:

Animal Anarchy

Poetry of the Netherworld