Day: May 21, 2019

Where the Wild Things Aren’t – #MayWriting – #poetry – #Cinquain

~ thereluctantpoet

Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos


Shameful

Devastation

Destroying, without care

No concern for another’s life

Humans

Author’s note: A careless flick of a match, or cigarette, or a campfire left smoldering, can potentially burn hundreds of thousands of acres, diminishing natural habitats for wildlife.. *Scientists don’t have any good estimates on the number of animals that die in wildfires each year. But there are no documented cases of fires—even the really severe ones—wiping out entire populations or species (Thank God!).  Of course, some animals do die in the smoke and fire—those that can’t run fast enough or find shelter. Young and small animals are particularly at risk. And some of their strategies for escape might not work—a koala’s natural instinct to crawl up into a tree, for example, may leave it trapped. *Info via National Geographic

May Writing Prompts – Where the Wild Things Aren’t – Day 19/31

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Nothing to Eat

~ thereluctantpoet

Charmed Chaos

Finches- Mesa, AZ

Each morning the feeders are empty
and the wild birds are chattering on
while they are waiting, watching, wondering,
where in the hell has she gone?

Still they sing high in the treetops
their calls trill with joyous wild abandon
Calling to one another, their sisters and brothers
with mellifluous songs sung at random

They don’t know that hate and war exists,
or the craziness of today’s unbelievable news
all they care about is they have no seed, nothing to eat
And for them it’s the end of their perfect world.

Imaginary Garden with real Toads: Weekend Mini Challenge- Oh, the (Poetic) Irony!

Magaly has asked us to choose 1 or all three of satire rich cartoons from

The New Yorker to inspire us to write a poem. Here is the one I chose:

“A few of us are going out after work to pretend it’s…

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Tapestry of Light- Michael Erickson

~ thereluctantpoet

Go Dog Go Café

Sing me a love melody,

Floating upon summer’s rays.

Touch me with chords of bird song and rain,

As we hold one another as the world fades away.

Love me with golden hopes,

Waiting for a thread of life to weave our tapestry together.

Sleep beside me the long night through,

And awake in the ever after life.

Be mine always as the sun is to the moon,

Dancing through a celestial carpet of eternity.

Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. He finds time to scribble down his thoughts in the dead of night, between ghosts and night owls. If you’d like to read more of his poetry follow the link here. Or to visit his full blog, ‘The Ink Owl’ click here.

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Poetry published in the Dissident Voice – “We don’t fear death”

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Megha's World

I’m really excited to see my poem featured in the Dissident Voice. I’m really thankful to the Senior Poetry editor Angie Tibbs for accepting my poem.

Dissident Voice is an internet newsletter dedicated to challenging the distortions and lies of the corporate press and the privileged classes it serves. The goal of Dissident Voice is to provide hard-hitting, thought-provoking and even entertaining news and commentaries on politics and culture that can serve as ammunition in struggles for peace and social justice.

Please read my poem here

Happy blogging!

Megha Sood

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