Subtropical waters So inviting are they Read the signs and obey No swimming here A dip in cool clear blue On a bright sunny day Swimmers make easy prey For large reptiles Robbie’s Syllabic poetry Spin the Bottle week 5: Abhanga
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Waterlily Immortalized
A masterpiece blooms there, there Living, breathing, unaware, where Artists immortalize with brushstrokes, strokes Of paint on canvas bare, bear The burden of capturing the intrinsic, intrinsic Elements captivate the observer, server W3 Prompt #145: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week, David himself, prompts us to write an “echo verse” poem. Eugi’s Moonwashed Weekly Prompt –Continue reading “Waterlily Immortalized”
Swampside
Blissed out in nature Flora and fauna surround Medicine for soul Week 5 of Pull up a Seat Photo Challenge by xingfumama.
Young Raccoons
Looking for a handout Bold printed signs“Do Not Feed The Wildlife”Cute and cuddly they seemSharp teeth and razor clawsNeatly concealed Awww Mondays by Sandee at Comedy Plus
Brown Pelican
Pelicans sunbathe Tropical winter sea swim Posing for pictures I. J.’s Birds of the Week CI
Shadow of Darkness
In the shadow of darkness, I know not what I am capable of. In the shadow of need, would I steal? In the shadow of fear… or revenge, would I kill? Light soars through my veins, while life leaves me untroubled. Should the shadow of darkness descend, will I recognize myself? This poem was inspired by JaideepContinue reading “Shadow of Darkness”
Friendly
I met a friend today He was kind in every way Asked if I’d had a good day As he rang up my groceries Ovi Poetry Challenge 85: FRIEND Featured image generated with Microsoft AI
Syrupy Sweet Surface
Go on with your syrupy sweet words Embellished with a cool cherry on top No fool am I A hint of malice flickers ominously Deep within those cold eyes Perhaps they can see Beyond the surface of my agreeable smile A hint of distrust dVerse Quadrille #216 – Can You Take a Hint?, hosted by Mish.
I hear a gnawing in the tree What, pray tell, can it be? I search each branch carefully And find you there in front of me Munching your nut indifferently For Sandee’s Awww Mondays at Comedy Plus
Me Looking At You
Look at you On the verge of womanhood You hold yourself with poise and control But the wild child still peeks through A bittersweet reflection My own teen years Free spirited and fearless But I do not wish that trouble upon you Unrelenting desire for attention A need to please others The wrong kind of people itContinue reading “Me Looking At You”