New Glasses

I’m getting new glasses today.

I’ve had quite a horrible day –

It seems like no one adjusts but me,

Despite me knowing that I can be

A little impatient sometimes

Although that’s really the smallest of crimes.

I’m getting new glasses today,

And I’m getting quite excited – I think I may

See things anew, if you know what I mean,

And maybe my family will seem a little less mean

Than they do right now –

It’s silly, I’ll avow,

But I wish

For more fish

Like the poor would

For more food.

I’m getting new glasses today,

And I dare to hope that it may

Be the beginning of something, something new;

Something glamorous and hope-filled too.

I could get a job;

I may write a book;

Or maybe get caught up

In the most glorious hook-up –

The possibilities are endless,

That’s what I’m trying to say;

Anything could happen –

I’m getting new glasses today!

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Pseudo Stars

 

 

Pseudo stars

Litter a starry sky,

Deceptively bright,

But not twinkling.

Squint and you’ll see

Quirky reality:

It’s not a star –

It’s a planet.

A Symphony in a Breath

Your Daily Theme  [Figment]

for June 18

 

It’s Only Natural

 

Get inspired by nature, and build a poem or story around something from the natural world. It could be something as majestic as a mountain, or as simple as an acorn you found in your backyard.

Stepping out

Of self-imposed quarantine

Something seemed

A little bit different.

The air was like frigid water

Thrown in my face.

It tasted like mint strips

Melting on my tongue.

It smelled like grass,

Freshly mown and alive

With the crystal-clear water

It was fed.

It felt like every cell in my body

Went from flaccid to

Kool-Aid refreshed turgid

In the time than it took

For me to draw a breath

Like water from a well

Or a painting

With ice blue, lime green

Lavender and yellow.

So there is something you can’t get

On the internet

After all.

 

Link to my original piece on Figment:

http://figment.com/books/658938-A-Symphony-in-a-Breath

 

Breathtakingly Alive

Daily Prompt: Singin’ in the Rain

June 15, 2013

Safe inside, toasty warm, while water pitter-patters on the roof… describe your perfect, rainy afternoon.

 

I’m sitting at my dining table,

And I think I forgot to close the window

Because the curtains are flying

And there is water

Everywhere.

Monsoon wind swirls and gusts are life-giving,

Invigorating, in the face of summer heat.

I’m curled up with Harry Potter again –

I’m sorry if it looks like I’m ignoring you

But I’m not really here anymore;

I really didn’t hear you.

My stomach interrupts me though,

So I blast my DVD player all the way

With a mix CD from two years ago

Signed by a friend,

And sing like no one ever has before

Because no one ever has.

And I get my poncho, chocolate,

Sunflower seeds and soup

Because tea is hard to get just right

And sweaters and coffee are too cliché.

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/06/15/daily-prompt-rain/

Breathing Vortices

Your Daily Theme for 5/28/2013

 

Opening Line

 

She sat at the window, nose pressed against the glass until it was numb with cold. She imagined her breath brought frost and her blinks brought rain. From inside her tiny room, she controlled every element of the world outside.

 

Use this as inspiration for a short story or poem.

 

She stared out into the window

Rapidly firing blinks

Like water bombing from a watergun

Or torrents from a thousand sinks

And breathed, through the glass,

Wilfully into the world outside

Creating a universe of Ethereal Beings

In the gloom and darkness to reside.

Faster, faster, first they walked, then ran,

Moshing in a great Wall of Death,

An uproar that even the Heavens noted

With jagged spotlights

Drawn into the maelstrom, coated

With a layer of the ground.

Spiraling out of control,

The vortex turned upon itself ‘round,

And vanished into the sky whole

With but a glimmer.

 

Link to my poem on Figment:

http://figment.com/books/647243-Breathing-Vortices