peer

https://dversepoets.com/2022/06/21/poetics-when-it-comes-to-peer-pressure/

Tonight at #dverse Sanaa has started a discussion on peer pressure. I have tried to compare peer pressure during my generation and my children’s.

My generation,

Fashion must haves,

Were Drivel,

Keep up with Joneses,

Pointless effort,

Must have haircut,

A load of Hogwash,

What football tribe to follow,

Just twaddle

Bullied for not,

Bending to peer pressure.

I am still here being me.

Your generation,

Social media is,

Just communication,

Pouting selfies are,

Pointless,

Filters galore just,

Worthless shite,

Leading to

Low Self-esteem,

For not fitting in.

Just be you.

Litter bug

https://dversepoets.com/2022/06/16/mtb-fall-seven-times-stand-up-eight/

thank you Anne Montgomery @ #dversepoetrypub for one hell of a challenge to write Gnomic poetry. here is my first attempt. if i am not there let me know, how else will I learn.

Litter bugs!

To litter on your own doorstep,

Is to poison your child’s home,

Teaching your offspring self-harm,

Matriarch, patriarch it does not matter,

If we teach asphyxia to our young.

To litter a neighbour’s doorstep,

Is to poison their children’s home,

Teaching our neighbours of our ignorance,

African, European, Asian, South American it does not matter,

If we teach polluting to our neighbours.

Please do not litter,

The planet will not get up,

An 8^th time.

Draco last words

#dverse

https://dversepoets.com/2022/06/14/poetics-words-of-departure/

thank you Laura for hosting #Dversepub this evening with words of departure. I have been wondering how to say goodbye to Draco and Persephone. your prompt reminded me of Roy Batty’s last words “All moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain.” atop that rain soaked roof.

Blade Runner is a favourite film of mine, thank you Ridley Scott and co. and thank yo Phillip K Dick for the book it was based upon.

Dear Persephone,

A reminder of how we met,

watching the mighty,

Blade Runner,

in a dark room smelling’

of sweat and popcorn.

“All those moments

will be lost,

In time,

Like tears in rain”.

Said Roy Batty

Atop that roof.

Since I lost you,

To the last sunrise,

Trapped by chance,

That is all I hear,

Your voice in the rain.

So, atop this roof,

I stand passive and alone,

In the Morning’s rain,

Without you I,

Cannot be,

I leave this behind,

As I wait to,

feel the last,

Ray of sun to,

touch my face.!!!

Together forever,

DRACO

Spell-Bound #quadrille

https://dversepoets.com/tag/casting-spells/

https://dversepoets.com/2022/06/13/quadrille-154-casting-a-poetic-spell/

thank you Sanaa for a wonderful Quadrille promt

Spell bound.

#quadrille.

#acrostic.

Songs of life’s joy and love,

Play on my heart strings

Engorging my fading spirit,

Levelling all humanity,

Leaving us only peace.

Beating drums of rampant passion,

Overpower war mongers’ hatred,

Undoing their odious words,

Never pushing uninhibited death again,

Delivering music’s love message.

Ekphrastic beach. #poem

Tonight’s’ prompt has me wishing for the beach on a summer night, star gazing.

Tonight Merril @dversepub chose to have a summer Ekphrastic evening. I have chosen two prompts from her choices a picture titled Summer Day and a line from the poem “summer stars” by Carl Sandburg both included in this post.

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“Bend low again, night of summer stars.
So near you are, sky of summer stars,
*So near, a long-arm man can pick off stars,*
Pick off what he wants in the sky bowl,
So near you are, summer stars,
So near, strumming, strumming,
So lazy and hum-strumming.”

Carl Sandburg, “Summer Stars”

summer day, Brighton beach by Edward Henry Potthast .

So now forever.

I dream of stargazing to the sound of waves,

*So, near a long-arm man can pick off stars*

Tomorrow midnight we shall meet again,

On the beach of my childhood,

Where I once paddled in waves with friends,

Where I once breakfasted with siblings,

Where once you left me Starlorn,

With your absence at 4am sunrise,

Now we shall sleep together forever,

Dear Orion my first love,

Tomorrow, I join you,

As I leave this,

Mortal sphere.

*From “summer stars by Carl Sandburg” * shown above.