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Monday, April 4, 2022

Catch Me If You Can

For today's prompt, write a catch up poem.

I'm playing poem-challenge catch up today after a busy weekend!💖
Always so much to do/love/write...

This morning was no exception...
Beauty dangled its poetic lure for all the world to see!
Morning to morning, night's mantle is rent
With the renewal of love's covenant 



So between Beauty and Duty...




Poetry

So much to cherish in so little Time
Moment-mementos to capture in rhyme
Duty's staid summons to tend and disperse 
Beauty (never common) to secure in verse
Love-lassoed lyrics so when day is done
Though the dust settles the music plays on

So much to whisper to He who resides
Over the glister of dawn-to-dusk-tides
Morning to morning, night's mantle is rent
With the renewal of love's covenant 
So many sins to repent of, oh my
 Praise God, redemption's fount never runs dry

I know, no poet can ever deplete
Ink-wells refurbished with bitter and sweet
Still, the bard blissfully pledges to try/dare
Desire dredges its deeps with a sigh/prayer 
So many syllables to twist and tease
Into haiku, ballads, odes, elegies

Darling, I do believe poets are kissed
With the loveliest unmet to-do-list 
Forbid that ever I should live to see
The consummation of all poetry
For the fulfillment of poet's delight
Is the instilled bent to write and to write

Garden and galley, brook-creased countryside  
Hilltop and valley, fleece-cloud, blushing bride
Babies and butterflies, loved-one-come-home
Forming the font that turns into a poem
Turning what might be a most mundane day
Into a breath-stealing hip-hip-hooray

The alphabet fills an infinite pen
Spilling and thrilling, again and again
Thoughts become children we hold then let go
 Page after page falls like epical snow
Where want and wonder grapple and set free 
Life-sparkles canonized in poetry 

Blue, twilight shadow falls, troubadour's bliss
Snaring a madrigal from farewell's kiss
Only to be wakened by dawn's hellos 
Morn, noon and night; ink-delight ebbs and flows 
Where, no matter how many poems span
One more is calling 'catch me if you can'

© Janet Martin
  


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