Sunday, September 27, 2015

Love Waiting to Bloom


Love Waiting to Bloom


I can hardly get dressed
Cause I don't know what to wear
My heart's fit to bust
Whenever you're there

My mind's in a mess
Whenever you visit
Need someone to kick me in gear
Cause I just can't get with it

My world's in a spin
I'm not even sure I exist
You trump everyone else
You've got me all in a twist

I've got to level with you
You're at the very center
Of my solar system
I'm afraid I'll burn up if I enter

Your sighs are like music
That I long to hear
I'm afraid I'll get hurt
If I get too near

Please give me a sign
If you care for me
I'm standing off to the side
Just waiting to see

Can there be something
Between me and you
Or will my heart be shattered
Before it's all through

Please handle with care
My sad, fragile heart
It would be all too easy
To tear me apart

I want you so much
But I have to know
Do you want me too?
I'll wait and see what you show

~Wanda~

Written for Team Netherworld's WIP, Fetch.
Cross-posted to Team Netherworld's poetry blog, Dark Hearts Love Too


The Brothers' Cookie Quest

Angus (L) and Malcolm Young, late 1960's
You cannot tell me that these guys never used the "who, us?" expression to their advantage

The Brothers' Cookie Quest

Tiring greatly of waiting for chow
Though he feared a foot to the brow
The elder of two brothers
Gave a boost to the other
To reach the cookies they were craving right now

~Wanda~

Prompts used:
OTP Prompts (BROTP in this case)

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

The Ballad of Benjamin

Western Leopard Toad

The Ballad of Benjamin

Benjamin was his name, oh
And a happy frog was he
Despite the fact that he could not see
The rest of the world dwelt in misery

Benjamin wished to share this feeling
That welled up inside his soul
With bird and fox and mole
To spread joy was his goal

Without working eyes
Benjamin dared not travel long
So he sang a heartfelt song
In a voice both clear and strong

The other creatures in the land
Came to listen to the tune
In Benjamin's voice of bassline boom
As he bestowed his gleeful boon

Soon Benjamin's goal was met
Through his song of gleeful mirth
Happiness spread around the earth
Where once there was a dearth

Benjamin's good deed brought him goodness in return
Mother Nature blessed him with the gift of sight
He saw his reflection in the light 
At first it gave him quite a fright

Just a moment later, Benjamin laughed at the surprise
"It seems I'm not a frog at all," he said.
"It turns out I'm a toad instead."
But not a single tear was shed

For Benjamin was a happy fellow
Regardless of his outsides

~Aurora~

Note:
I combined two prompts to create this whimsical poem. The Prompts Blog asked us to speculate happiness being invented by a blind frog named Benjamin. It's Open Link Tuesday at Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, and they presented the above picture of a Western Leopard Toad. Thus, the Ballad of Benjamin sprang into being. I hope it made you smile a little.

Sunday, August 23, 2015

This Is Not The Way

Image by Margaret

This is Not the Way

In Yellowstone, a hiker
Was killed by a mother bear
Now the officials want
To euthanize the bear and her cubs

Revenge killing is not the answer
While humans should be protected
So must wildlife
Our predators are already at risk

A solution must be found
That does not involve the death
Of the mother bear
Or her innocent cubs

~Shayla~

This is a link to a petition to Yellowstone officials to spare the life of the bear and her cubs.

Imaginary Garden With Real Toads

I Said this Sadly, But I'm Not Sad

I don't even think this was meant to be a poem, but there is something poetic in the way she narrates. Statements about her thoughts and life become a poem. To me, there's something poetic about life itself being a form of poetry.

~Shaye~

Sunday, August 2, 2015

Beautiful Boy

Malcolm Young, mid 1970's
 

Beautiful boy
From a faded photograph
Taken forty or so years ago
Some people callously say
You can add that to the list of things
That no longer mean anything
You will never find me thinking that way
Your beauty was never an all on the outside thing
Which is why it remains
Even now
 
~Cie~
 
Prompts Used: