For today’s prompt, take the phrase “The (blank),” replace the blank
with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and
then, write your poem.
Yesterday disappeared without a chance to 'play' the final prompt but it's never too late to poem:)
The poem of April reserves its right to be written again and again
Yesterday disappeared without a chance to 'play' the final prompt but it's never too late to poem:)
I suppose life would go on with one less verse or two
As we employ the hand with fixed demand of Duty’s ‘do’
And I suppose we never really miss what is not penned
But still, life would lose half its bliss without this;
poem-friend
Could we be quite as happy without lilt and lay of rhyme?
It weds to heart what eye beholds where beauty’s belfries
chime
And what pray tell, would snare the swell of seasons as they
flare
Without ink-pictures gleaned from spigots hung on yawning air?
And how else would we cradle in a smile the little boy
After that infant isle of freedom’s innocence and joy
The new born babe, so brief a babe but in a poem’s keep
…the thrill remains of mother as she rocks them while they
sleep
The poem-violet blooms year-round, with poem-vim, the Past
From vaults of verse returns to resurrect its frozen cast
Then, we do not forget to dance, romance of Yester-year
Will wrap its arms around us as lost ballrooms reappear
The poem is a little girl with golden curl, bare feet
A color-splash where rain-song-gray washes window-framed
street
A pumpkin-piled wheelbarrow or a wild-flower bouquet
A world of wish and whisper gathered in a triolet
The poem is a paradox of fact and fantasy
Where God ordained an inkwell primed with perfect poetry
Thereby it is, the tickle of pen can stir the soul
To happiness again where it seemed it had found a hole
The fountain of youth is in truth, a Thing of poetry
The ilk that keeps it filled instills delightful buoyancy
Therefore, oh sweet and oft forgotten soldier of the tome
I raise a humble verse of praise in honor of The Poem
© Janet Martin
A wonderful poem about poems here
