Poetry Month Musings ... Week Three (kind of)

Day 17 – Katrina … Acrostic

 Kissed by the sun

And sought by the moon
Timeless and ageless
Replete with swoons
Ideological logical
Not
A more loyal friend has never been sought
 

Day 18 … Dirge

The sea sifts swiftly

Silently
Stoically
Through the remains of the wastrel waif

She plummets through wild

Wailing
Whitecaps
Undisturbed by their ferocious frenzy

Picking through scattered remains

Fossil
Footprints
Announce their fate … only

Relics

Remain

Day 19  …  Epigram

Beware the sound protagonist

He rarely is antagonist

Day 20 … Gnomic Verse

Last hired
First fired
The saddest words it’s true

My day was gladdest yellow

And now I’m only blue

Waste not

Want not
Comes very close behind

I threw away leftover stew

And now I’ve only wine

 The early bird

Gets the worm
And I slept in too late

My job is gone

My lunch is gone
My bed is out the gate

He who laughs last

Laughs best, it’s true

I woke up from my nightmare

My sunny sky is blue
 

Day 21 … The Circle --- Concrete Poetry

One

           Around

        Two around

  Three times or four

 Minus one just for fun

      And soon there’s

Nothing

  More

 

Day 22 … Heart

It thrums through my body

Like a drum
You’re not home yet
 

It pounds through my veins

Like bolts into steel
The doorbell rings
 

It abandons my bones

Leaving water for ice
An unfamiliar face

It recaptures my senses

Translating words into meaning
She’s fine

What does it do?

What does it not?