Vacuous thoughts rise – then becoming prosaic Never surrender! Clarity comes with coffee – so life has meaning again
Shared with Tanka Tuesday using synonyms for mindless and humdrum and reflecting the struggle to write before coffee and the ability to conjure words after coffee!
Roll up, roll up, it’s the next celebrity President In our broken project, our failed experiment Cutting off our faces to spite our noses Now, we no longer smell of roses
Dear Uncle Slaughter is playing American Roulette Seeing how much blood from oil he can get Those colour revolutions are all black and white And they’re coming home, ready to fight
Without the destroyer, there are no destroyed Our freedom and democracy never employed Long decades of lies, living The Big Instead Until every last inch has been bled
Roll up, roll up, let every lawyer in If it’s all a game someone has to win Roll up, roll up, it’s your time to choose Between the little and nothing you’ve let to lose
Connections form between young and old As the tribe gathers at these tables Every nugget may not be gold And truths told as if they are fables
The dining room, like a rush-hour train A gaggle of gossip between gulps of water The old folks never tire to explain Love for their new grandson and daughter
Two hands touch to make a familiar bond Share secrets down the generations Soft in comfort where love belongs And meets all expectations
Shared with WDYS #257 picture prompt and also submitted for an assignment at AllPoetry.com as follows: Write a 12 to 24-line poem in any style that uses simile. Keep the imagery consistent and clear.Make sure that you use two clear examples of simile in your poem using the words ‘as’ or ‘like’ as discussed in the lesson. Try to write in the present tense and incorporate at least one concrete use of the senses in addition to imagery and metaphor, which was covered in the previous assignment.
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