At the Crack of Dawn

The Crack of Dawn in Holbrook, AZ

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At the Crack of Dawn

A Monoverse Variation in 13 Lines

At the crack of dawn

I woke to find you gone

At the crack of dawn

I knew that you'd moved on

At the crack of dawn

I sang a mournful song

At the crack of dawn

You have done me wrong

At the crack of dawn

The day seems unbearably long

At the crack of dawn

I don't know if I can stay strong

At the crack of dawn

~Helena~

Thursday 13

You Can't Kiss A Movie

The image is from the 2007 picture Sunshine. It was chosen because I thought it stood out.

You Can't Kiss A Movie

You did your best once to connive

Me into loving you better

Than any man alive

But you can't kiss a movie

You certainly succeeded to intrigue

While the hours flew brightly by

You devoured me with your insatiable greed

But you can't kiss a movie

You were vehement that I should stay

But I kept my courage bright against each dark reproof

The only place I'll stay is far away

Because you can't kiss a movie

You cannot love someone who keeps himself

As remote as an image

Projected on a screen

~Helena~

Prompts used:

Jeremy's Daily Challenge

Three Word Wednesday

Poetry Through Movement

A beautiful bit of performance art. I put it here because it is a short piece, almost like a poem being performed through gesture.

What I love about both poetry and theatre is the fact that they are not solely for the wealthy, the beautiful, the powerful. They are, and always will be, the domain of anybody who wishes, even if only in a small way, to share what is in their heart, mind, and soul.

~Naila~

Thank You

Thank you all so much for the kind comments on the poem I wrote in memory of my father. I'm also very flattered that the Flash 55 folks wanted to make my little Flash graphic their official Prompt Logo. This is very cool. 

Thank you all again.

~Lily~

For Dad on his 78th Birthday

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For Dad on his 78th Birthday

When his cool blue Chevy got t-boned in ‘72

He walked away without a scratch

In the summer of 2004

Four days after his birthday

He suffered a stroke

Things would never be the same

Another stroke

His body betrayed him

Worse, his mind slipped away

November 28, 2010 was his last day on Earth

~Lily~

My father loved comics, so I created this Flash 55 logo in his honor.

No, I did not draw The Flash. I just photoshopped in the words.

Shadorma: Shadow Memories

C) Jen from Blog it or Lose it!

Shadow Memories

Memories 

Of a ghost of a

Dream of a

Wish that I

So wanted to make come true

Was it just a lie?

~Lily~

This poem was created using a Mindlovemisery's Menagerie Prompt. The prompt word was Memories. A shadorma is composed of six non-rhyming lines (sestina or sextet) and the syllable pattern is 3-5-3-3-7-5.  It can have as many stanzas as you like, just as long as each stanza follows the syllable pattern mentioned above . 

I write the poem in memory of my father, who would be 78 years old today. However, it is not about him. It is about a love gone sour with someone who committed suicide a long time ago.

My father was a professor of English literature. He instilled in me a love of reading and writing. He died at the age of 74 after a long period of physical and cognitive decline. I truly think the worst thing he suffered among the many things that went wrong was the destruction of his mind. He suffered multiple strokes which eventually resulted in dementia as well as severe physical handicaps.

~L~

Tempest's Fly-Ku

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Fly-Ku

Outside the window

Spider spies the fly inside

Spider, frustrated

~Tempest~

This was inspired by a Mindlovemisery's Menagerie prompt.