I for one love word challenges
and would love to start having
challenges here- if anyone would
be interested and see this please
email or comment and let me know,
it is fun and I love reading the poems
from the (4) words that is assigned to us ...
Please consider think about it and let me know. Below are a couple of poems I wrote with challenge words at Poetices. It is fun!
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Reminiscing …
(ivy - old gazebo - souls - walking)
The old gazebo is worn and tattered
With rustic looks of the past
Vines of ivy of the deepest green
Smothering and oh so contrast
Tears in her eyes, her sorrow is deep
Walking towards her destination
Wiping her tears; a look of horror
At the place with such destruction
She walks along the worn down path
At this place while she reminisces
Thinking of the warm summer nights
Their souls embracing with kisses
For now he has gone; death made its mark
She is the one who is left behind
Now this place where they loved so
The old gazebo is worn and tattered
With rustic looks of the past
Vines of ivy of the deepest green
Smothering and oh so contrast
Tears in her eyes, her sorrow is deep
Walking towards her destination
Wiping her tears; a look of horror
At the place with such destruction
She walks along the worn down path
At this place while she reminisces
Thinking of the warm summer nights
Their souls embracing with kisses
For now he has gone; death made its mark
She is the one who is left behind
Now this place where they loved so
Once was a place so divined?
©Sylvia Allison
4/13/07
4/13/07
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Remembering ...
(attached - velvet - satin - breath)
Seemed like only yesterday
Remembering the past
Her little girl stood beside her
Yet wasn’t meant to last
Attached like glue,
An inseparable pair
This little girl and she
With the velvet touch of her hand
She slipped away, you see.
Reaching out for the pretty bow
Flowers circled on a boutonnière
With an angel pin of gold
Ribbons of satin she did adhere.
Streaming across her shaky hand
High school colors red and black
Her eyes swelling from the tears
She starts thinking back –
This is prom night, a year ago
Her daughter dressed beautifully
Photos in a scrapbook
Reminders to her you see
Blinding headlights –
Rain slowly falling
A curve in sight ahead
Her boyfriend remembered nothing
Just screaming in his head.
Her only child swept away
By the brutal hands of death
There on that summer night
Slowly taking her last breath.
©Sylvia Allison
Seemed like only yesterday
Remembering the past
Her little girl stood beside her
Yet wasn’t meant to last
Attached like glue,
An inseparable pair
This little girl and she
With the velvet touch of her hand
She slipped away, you see.
Reaching out for the pretty bow
Flowers circled on a boutonnière
With an angel pin of gold
Ribbons of satin she did adhere.
Streaming across her shaky hand
High school colors red and black
Her eyes swelling from the tears
She starts thinking back –
This is prom night, a year ago
Her daughter dressed beautifully
Photos in a scrapbook
Reminders to her you see
Blinding headlights –
Rain slowly falling
A curve in sight ahead
Her boyfriend remembered nothing
Just screaming in his head.
Her only child swept away
By the brutal hands of death
There on that summer night
Slowly taking her last breath.
©Sylvia Allison
4/21/07
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