I shot a cruel word into the air
Hitting the tablet of a heart
It crushed and laid it bare
I shot a kind word into the air
With loving thought and care
A hope and dream it did impart
Rhyme
Words have power to destroy or build up.
Think before you speak.
What will you be today?
A beautiful bird
Singing a cheerful song,
Or a negative voice
That tears down others hopes?
What will you be today?
A beautiful flower
Sharing its sweet fragrance,
Or a cold bitter brook
Drowning in past regrets?
What will you be today?
A heart filled with love
Spreading joy to everyone,
Or just an empty shell
Casting shadows of doubt?
What will you be today?
The choice is yours alone.
You can change the world
Or let the world change you.
Syllabic Verse (6 syllables per line)
Commit to always keep going non-stop
Singing a song only your heart knows
Clinging to a belief deep within
That will give your soul the wings to fly
Syllablic Verse
(Based on this poem by Emily Dickinson)
“Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,”
–Emily Dickinson
prompt for the day isn’t exactly based in revision, but it’s not exactly not based in revision, either. It also sounds a bit more complicated than it is, so bear with me! First, find a poem in a book or magazine (ideally one you are not familiar with). Use a piece of paper to cover over everything but the last line. Now write a line of your own that completes the thought of that single line you can see, or otherwise responds to it. Now move your piece of paper up to uncover the second-to-last line of your source poem, and write the second line of your new poem to complete/respond to this second-to-last line. Keep going, uncovering and writing, until you get to the first line of your source poem, which you will complete/respond to as the last line of your new poem
Blackout Poetry
The “Sweet Puppy Rover”
Wanted for heart takeover
With just one glance
A heart hasn’t a chance
Cherihew
Hope like a feather
Fell upon my heart today
Drifted from above
Settled quietly within
A pile of forgotten dreams
Tanka
Moth and rust corrupt
Thieves break in and do steal
Treasures on earth
Surely decay and vanish
So dont be decieved
Lay up treasures in heaven
They’ll last eternally
For where your heart is focused
There your treasure shall be
Choka
Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal: But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor steal: For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also. Matthew 6:19-21
I am at crossroads
Today I have to make a choice
Which road shall I take
One marked Fear or Faith
Mind reels toward Fear
Heart wants to step out on Faith
Truth tells me to trust
And boldly take the step
To walk on Faith’s road today
Choka
Wounded hearts
And fractured lives
Full of pain
Full of anger
Broken spirits seeking hope
And a healing touch
Shadorma
Harshly spoken into the night air
The word like a poison arrow landed
Seemingly twas shot without a care
Harshly spoken into the night air
Its speaker seemed quite unaware
That a young loving heart was badly branded
Harshly spoken into the night air
The word like a poison arrow landed
Triolet
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 