The excited butterfly
Shouted at his friend below:
“Fly! Reach for the sky!”
“My time has not yet come”
Said the waiting caterpillar.
Tanka
In its own appointed time, eventually every caterpillar will fly, for it will transform into either a butterfly or a moth.
Perhaps that is the same timing for some people, therefore we should not judge.
To everything there is a season,
A time for every purpose under heaven:…
Eccl. 3:1
“Abide in Me” He said
And I try to Remain
When my flesh groans instead
“Abide in Me” He said
“Wait on Me, do not dread,
Endure pruning’s pain”
Abide in Me” He said
And I try to Remain
Triolet
Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, except it abide in the vine; no more can ye, except ye abide in me. John 15:4
I really want to draw
I really want to create
But my life says “No”
You really must just wait
Practicality wins
Creativity I abate
Syllabic Rhyme (6 syllables per line)
Trying to hold it back
But Time wont wait for me
It just wants to flee
It’s Seconds keep on running
No, Time won’t wait for me
Tanka
I sit here and wait to see
Who will visit me
Maybe a bee
Or leaf fallen from a tree
There is a possiblity
It may be a dignitary
On this bright Spring day
Or a tired child at play
Come what may
Night or day
All are welcome
Not just some
So whether King or Bum
I don’t care where you’re from
If you’re passing by
Please sit and say “Hi”
Skeltonic Verse
NaPoWriMo–Day 24–Rewrite a favorite poem of the past to make a point
My choice was “The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost”
I decided to rewrite it from my personal perspective
I have described what my dream is not. Can anyone guess what my dream is?
#NaPoWriMo2015–Day 1—Today’s prompt is a poem of negation. The challenge is to write a poem that involves describing something in terms of what it is not.
