Poems for years 4 and 5 of the Promptly Poetry Challenge. |
A year's worth of poems, every week for 52 weeks, spanning 2023 and 2024, plus the year following, from August 2024 to August 2025 (provided I live that long, of course). |
Point of View Sand castles in the air and dust storms on the way dreams make weather fair but life will make us pay. Happy endings abound sometimes they really do too often they rebound when all is told and through. Some will hope for colour try always for the best pessimist world’s duller but outlasts all the rest. Line count: 12 Rhymed abab For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 43 Prompt: As per illustration. |
Sound What is that whistling sound that I hear? Like an electrical hum of machinery; I’m unable to say if it’s distant or near, it might even be part of the scenery. Not a hum or a buzz, a hiss or a tune, it is white noise with no corners or reason - constant and yet shy, it inhabits the room, without crescendo, it wants no completion. The other sounds bleached and cast from my ear while this monotonous sound becomes rife; not conditioning air nor inspiring fear, I know it at last - it’s the rhythm of life. Line count: 12 Rhymed abab For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 42 Prompt: Listen. What’s the most prominent sound you hear? Write about it. |
Silence Silence waits in the grave. On the mountain peaks the wind whispers of eternity in the deepest abyss the darkness echoes with liquid dreams in the stillness of starless night blood pounds in the ear in the sun-speckled spaces in the wood the cricket saws and sings birds punctuate the drowsy air insects buzz and creak distant highways hum and thrum cities converse in traffic tones microwaves beep and teevees chatter children yell and dogs bark. Silence waits in the grave. Line count: 18 Free verse For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 41 Prompt: Write a poem about silence. |