Thursday, October 28, 2010

Acrostic: Empty


Every night they go into town

Maidens in their red and white gowns

Plenty of go gauges show

'Til on corner they know

You now know -- their springs have run down

......................... (Wind them up)

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Please note:
Adi my beagle dog has gone to the end of the driveway,
out to bring in the evening paper.

Acrostics Only Prompt 8: Acrostic Limerick - EMPTY
(Limerick Form - a limerick is defined as “a light humorous, nonsensical, or bawdy verse of 5 anapestic lines usually with the rhyme scheme aabba”. Lines 1, 2, and 5 have 7 to 10 syllables and the last words rhyme. Lines 3 and 4 of Limericks have 5 to 7 syllables and the last words rhyme.)

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Sunday, October 10, 2010

One Single Impression: Lonely


Lonely days make me sad.
More so on the rainy days.

I remember once we journeyed to Missouri.
It rained most of the day and seemed like perpetual night.
Our old Chevy was leaking rain.
Leaking right over where we children sat.
Back seat of course. We were sitting in the back.

When we got to Joplin my mother broke the news.
We were expecting something sad from her.
She seemed to cry all the time; ever since two days ago.
Two days ago when she got the call.

She wouldn't talk about it but we kids all knew.
We knew there was nothing good
coming along those telephone lines.
She mumbled something almost obscene,
something about the operator listening in.

Mother broke the news.
She had her kerchief,
wet and wadded,
next to her nose.

But we all knew it was her eyes that made the wet.
Wet of her tears. Do tears really stain?
We had always heard about the tear stained.
Tear stained cheeks and the like.
For sure stained her kerchief was.

The news that mother broke was solemnly heard;
distraught, the young ones listened, silently sobbing.

Grandma had died.

Our grandma. Grandmother to a tribe it seemed.
We had always had Grandma. Now she was gone.

We cried.

We were alone. I was alone.
Alone in the car with the others.
Alone in the rain.
Alone in the wet of the leaking Chevy.
And the rain wouldn't stop.

Why did it have to be?
I was alone.
All alone.
Very sad.

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Prompt words, Lonely, suggested by Harshad Mehta
Space Within: Attempt to put in words....
Find more poems at One Single Impression using "Lonely" as prompt

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