A blog about music from my unique perspective (also a spot for some poetry I’ve written) |
A simple music themed blog for Jeff’s "The Soundtrack of Your Life" challenge, and also to dump my thoughts about the 48 Hour Media Challenges when I don’t feel like creating a story or poem from the provided material. I may also add random poetry in here if I feel like it doesn’t qualify for a separate item. |
I'm so tired of Taylor Swift. So I'm just writing a blog post/random loose poem for this challenge "Note:
48-HOUR CHALLENGE : Media Prompt
Deadl..." It may or may not bear any resemblance to her song, which I won't comment on specifically because I just don't care for it and I wouldn't listen to it but I'm trying to be polite and objective and I'm quite busy with Jeff's Music Anthology project... Whatever. Two weeks, also known as A fortnight - no, not the video game. Two weeks we had together Before you vanished Into thin air. Your ghost lingers In my fading memories Where did you go? Did you forget me? The pain of your loss Of not knowing Of abandonment and heartache But maybe it's not your fault And your fidelity may not be in question If only your case wasn't cold The detective laughs and tells me You're in Florida with someone new But there's no proof. Kidnapping, affair, amnesia or new life? I don't know what I don't know And it hurts. Two weeks we had together A fortnight... No, not the video game. 23 lines, free verse. |
Prismatic ribbons of sunlight Ripple through pale green leaves New growth on old trees Softly, delicately dangling Against crusty bark. A breeze ruffles my curtains As I willingly admit the fresh air. Robins stake their claims On lawns wet with shimmering dew A squirrel lands on my roof With an alarming thump! And the pattering of little feet As he scoots down the slope Like it's a playground slide Renewal surrounds me And I feel the energy of life's endless cycle Coming back around again After a long white nap. I, too, am renewing Reevaluating my paths Striving to attain an upward spiral. Rather than sliding down Into a whiteout of oblivion And staying there I choose to survive And thrive Stepping forward from dormancy Into a green new world. Free verse, 28 lines. Written for the May 2024 round of "RWB Presents: WDC 24th BD Poetry Event " (Second place three way tie winner) |