Day Twenty Two of the Florescence, courtesy of its creator, Jane Dougherty.
Life, what is it’s meaning
To what end it’s leaning
Is it a star gleaming, or just strife.
23 Apr 2018 7 Comments
in Poems Tags: Day 22, Florescence, Jane Dougherty, Life, the meaning
Day Twenty Two of the Florescence, courtesy of its creator, Jane Dougherty.
Life, what is it’s meaning
To what end it’s leaning
Is it a star gleaming, or just strife.
22 Mar 2018 18 Comments
in Poems Tags: Day 22, Essence, Jane Dougherty, sex
Lies, deception no trust
Makes conception just lust.
21 Mar 2018 18 Comments
in Poems Tags: Day 22, Essence, Jane Dougherty
Today has been a day full of Spring promise, the temperature though higher than of late is still very chilly. Blue skies and bright light, washing dancing on the line. I dare not hope yet as I have been told another drastic temperature drop is on its way for Easter! 😱😱
The sun plays in the sky
Chilly days, Shoo! Go! Fly
22 Feb 2017 14 Comments
in Poems Tags: #weekly Haiku, CHALLENGE, Day 22, Loveuary, lust, Poetry prompt, Ritu, Ronovanwrites, Sweat &Heat
The lovely and talented Ritu of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.
Today is Day 22 of Loveuary and as I am so behind with posts and comments I am combining Loveuary with Ronovan’s Haiku poetry Challenge Sweat and Heat. So let me think Sweat and Heat…. OH! Yes today’s prompt is LUST!
Lust in the Kitchen
Kitchen full of heat
Making your favourite meal
I sweat to please you
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Passion in the rain
Passion in the rain
Heat is soaring the wet
Special places sweat!
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Flaming Hair
This bright flaming hair
Is raising the heat in here
It’s making me sweat!
22 Apr 2013 6 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: Day 22, deforrestation, droughts, Earth Day, failing crops, Mother Nature, NaPoWriMo, prompt, Rape of the planet, storms
NaPoWriMo Day 22 : Today’s pompt is to write a poem in keeping with Earth Day!!
Coat us gently in your breath mother nature,
dress us in your warp and weft!
Love us all, your children dear,
though we all have hurt you and brought you many a tear.
We have pained you brought you low,
stabbed you yet you love us still and will not let go.
We, all issue from your womb,
treat you bad and stripped you bare and kill your blooms.
We have raped you daily, and burned your soul
exposed your softest parts to all who make your gifts their greedy goal.
Taken, taken is all we have done we never spared a thought
of how we should repay you for all that you have done.
We leave you bleeding arms outstretched we rip from you all we can get.
Never never do we spare a thought for all the torture that on you we have wrought!
Somehow like a mother you love us and bless us and encourage us to fly.
Yet how do we repay you, we rip out your guts and leave you to die.
Mother, mother be patient yet we need all to learn from you for you know more then we shall ever forget!
Sometimes your anger you unleash on our selfish heads,
you rip up crops and smash our towns and pee on us till the rivers overflow their beds!
You pull back the oceans in the mist of mighty storms
then hurl it back at us killing many destroying all in your path
we stand open mouthed at the aftermath.
You show us how strong you are,
you could destroy us all it is within your power.
But you love us like a mother dear
and you lets us stay though we do not deserve you and that is crystal clear!
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