144 Words Unspoken.

https://dversepoets.com/2022/06/06/dverse-prosery-how-many-more-will-it-take/

Thank you msjadeli for tonight’s prompt a challenge indeed.

144 words unspoken!

Based on a line from a poem posted on Facebook called Notes from Uvalde, About the recent shooting well worth a read.

“These are the things they Don’t tell us – girl du jour notes from Uvalde.”

It got me thinking about my children growing up and needing their own lives to live.

These are the things they don’t tell us, 144 words unspoken. Always 144 unspoken words between children and parents as they grow. Why 144 it was all I counted before they ended their childhood. I grew in one direction and my child in another.

It is only natural as both myself and my children grow. As my offspring grow into adults, I have no need to know the things they do not tell. Just a need to know they are safe and happy.

Young adults now with a hint of the children they once were still glinting in their eyes. Hopefully still able to come to me when they need comfort. Always remembering they are safe and loved here at home. It is hard to let them go but I must let them grow beyond those144 words unspoken of childhood and home.

Distraction #Dissonance

https://dversepoets.com/2022/06/02/meet-the-bar-with-dissonance/

Thanks Bjorn for an interesting prompt #dversepoets pub

This is not a real event just a warning.

Shrill ring of phone,

Eyes of road,

Screeching of Brakes.

Crack of leg bone,

smack of skull on windscreen,

Tinkle of glass in Lap,

Slap of body on tarmac,

PHONES KILL,

When you,

Drive

Amrita Pritam #poet

https://dversepoets.com/2022/05/31/poetics-women-are-people-invoking-amrita-pritam/

thank you Punham and Grace for such a wonderful prompt. took me in an unexpected direction.

Written in response. To a line from one of Amrita Pritam’s poem.

“Look further ahead, there between truth and falsehood,

A little empty space.” Which I noticed is seventeen syllables and fits nicely as a haiku/senryu.

#Look further ahead,

There between truth and falsehood,

A little empty space.

This inspired the following.

A little empty space,

Where love should dwell happily,

Let’s make it happen.

Be truth not falsehood,

Respecting all societies,

No more prejudice.

Look further ahead,

When all treated equally,

Peace and love for all.

Browser #Qudrille153

https://dversepoets.com/2022/05/30/quadrille-153-out-of-the-meadows-browse/

Thanks Linda for this evenings Quadrille prompt.

It seemed appropriate for my subject matter to write this with pad and pen.

Browse the browser.

#quadrille152.

Browse the browser if you dare.

What will you find dear poets?

Verses filled with abundant emotions!

Browse the browser if you dare.

What will you find dear readers?

Stories filled with ambiguous morals!

Browse the browser if you dare!

Not all is honest!

dawn chorus

#Antigun, #stoptheshootings

Written after waking to the news of yet another tragedy at the hands of Americas whimsical gun laws.

Birds’ song drowned at Dawn,

Gun’s chorus screaming death.

PAUSE.

BANG! Sunrise insanity!

Dawn chorus of gunshots + dead children.

PAUSE.

Dawn’s outcry at dawn,

over 160Db child killing.

PAUSE.

Another dawn chorus swallowed,

By death of innocence and common sense.

PAUSE.

Lose the guns, not the children,

Drop the guns and the greed.!!

PAUSE.

NO gun’s equal NO school shootings,

More guns equal more dead children,

F@***@@g arse wipe child killing

American constitution.