Day: December 12, 2018
Broken Appointment
Don’t Miss Penny’s great post on Muses – BROKEN APPOINTMENT
The bitch.
I sat there
in my usual spot.
Fingers poised;
ready.
Usually,
it just flows.
It begins as a trickle
with me
peck, peck, pecking my way
onto the page.
Then she takes hold
and the scenes
unfolding behind my eyelids,
magically
find their way
to the page.
Magic.
It really does
feel like that.
She has hold of me.
My fingers glide,
unbidden,
forming the images
in my mind’s eye.
The world around me;
forgotten.
The page and me.
That is all
there is.
But not today.
My Muse
broke our appointment;
again.
Fickle bitch.
Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson
A Perfect Fit
Don’t Blame Other People
Everything I have ever done as your Mother was out of love for you.
I made mistakes but they were unintentional.
I have always wanted what was good and right for you.
I am sorry if that was not enough. I am sorry if I disappointed you.
I am sorry if I was not the Mother that you thought I should be.
However, I know that I did my best.
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No regrets
an end that came too soon
full stop on a sentence
beginnings
a storied introduction
mix of joy and pain
knowledge found in a glance
soul an open book
eyes
reflections of this woman
needs, desires
unknown, unacknowledged
without exploration, risk
a voice would have remained
still
silent
no regrets in chances
taken, a belonging
monotone shadow lived
beneath
cast off
each day painted vivid hues
continue to resonate
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Copyright ©SirenSong1208
All rights reserved.
Photograph taken by SirenSong1208
Go Beyond
In your quest to find happiness,
don’t be afraid of
wandering into the dark alleys of life,
for the bliss you are searching for
may need that last push
to stand up and thrive.
Copyright © Shantanu Baruah
Thursday photo prompt: Onward #writephoto
Every Thursday at noon GMT, I publish one of my photos as a writing prompt. If you know where the photo was taken, please keep it to yourself until the challenge is closed and I usually share something about the place during the round-up.
Throughout the week I will feature as many of the responses here on the Daily Echo as space allows and (more or less) in the order in which they come in. Every Thursday at 10 a.m. GMT, a full round-up of posts will be published linking back to the original posts of contributors.
You can find all last week’s entries in the weekly round-up. Please visit and read the stories and poems and explore the sites of their writers. I will feature as many contributions as I can on the blog during the week.
Please note that as we have a workshop this weekend, I…
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The Poetic Beat – A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet
There is poetry in a drum solo
The rhythm and the meter are solid
If you listen closely you can hear it
Each tap of a drumstick creates a tone
Always different, yet always the same
Krupa knew it, Bonzo knew it
Buddy Rich knew it
Neil Peart knows it
Drums can be tuned
A good drummer can make his drums sing
So many different sounds
All coming together to create music
The art of drumming creating poetry
I am a drummer and a poet
I create poetry with my words
And with my drumsticks
~The Tennessee Poet~
©Walt Page 2018 All Rights Reserved
No Other Choice ~ #poetry #DecemberWriting | Night Owl Poetry – Dorinda Duclos
Light, cast on the wooden bridge Uneasy feelings, about to deprive She, was in a hurry to cross over He, merely wanted to stay alive She called to him, to join her He turned away, afraid to face Th…
Source: No Other Choice ~ #poetry #DecemberWriting | Night Owl Poetry – Dorinda Duclos
Completely Lost – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Photo: unsplash.com
Completely Lost
I’m not sure what possessed me,
well, no, that’s not really true,
you did as you passed by,
and I reached out to take your hand,
strangers though we were.
I wanted to reach out to you,
you smiled like the morning sun,
unfazed by my brazen move,
and I lost myself in your welcoming eyes,
then after coffee,
I lost myself completely
in your ruby lips.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
The Reluctant Poet 