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Friday, November 6, 2020

A Ruinous Affair


Why can't we learn from the smallest among us?!

Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God.
Matt.5:8




Because Writer's Digest has changed their sign-in format 
and because something (likely I am doing wrong) is keeping me out I am unable 
to go to or link to the page where other poets share their verse.
But the prompts are always a fun way to stretch the mind so, better late than never.

Day 5 promptFor today’s prompt, write a ruin poem. 
The poem could be about visiting some ancient ruins. 
Or you could write about ruining a situation or ruining a recipe 
(I've done both plenty of times in my life).
 But perhaps you're like me and can appreciate the beauty in things 
others considered ruined. 
Either way, write a ruin poem today!

A more serious take on the prompt

The Road to Utter Ruin

I hate the way haters destroy 
What love would build and bless 
Hate ruins any hope of joy 
It strangles happiness 

Hate, evil in its basest form 
Can never work for good 
But reduces to utter ruin 
Where once a country stood 

A country is not made of land 
Its strength not made of steel 
But people joining hand in hand 
Where love alone can heal 

© Janet Martin

a less serious take...

A Ruinous Affair

You rush through me 
A mighty sea 
That no fingers can trace 
And ruin any 
Plans I had 
Toward the commonplace 

You disregard 
Rules, strict and hard 
Set by tick-tocking Time 
You forsake chores 
Without remorse 
For the sake of a rhyme 

You tease and taunt 
The seas of Want 
With adjectives, nouns, verbs 
A tidal wave 
That poets brave/crave 
And only Poem curbs 

You whisper where 
Others breathe air 
Your grand geography 
Is boundless as 
The universe 
Of Possibility 

You ruin the 
Ordinary 
With curious delight 
And make each day 
An escapade 
To What A Poem Might… 

© Janet Martin 



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