When I was small
I had a closet
And in this closet was
My space, mine alone.
It kept me safe and
In it I made my nest
Of blankets and pillows
Ever so soft and with
Book and flashlight
I would stay for hours
Hidden behind clothes and coats
This closet went back beyond
Where things could be stored
And became my refuge
It was warm and I could dream
Of unicorns and fairies
Yes, this closet was mine and
It kept me safe
I just can’t get in to this prompt. So once again I will go off on my own.
I hope you like it.
Spring Rain (Acrostic)
Spring rain falls down upon the sleepy winter earth
Pulling from the depths of it
Remaining seeds of last autumn’s retreat
Into the sky these seeds reach
No longer restrained by seed coat or cold earth
Gripping firmly to their rebirth in Spring.
Remembering their path of old
Among the tulips so red
If the gardens don’t tell
No secrets are lost in the end.
I have decided not to follow the prompt for today and go it alone. I love this poem. It reminds us that we need to slow down.
The leaves fall slowly down as
I watch from my seat on a log.
The woods around me are ablaze with color and
from where I sit, I can see far across the valley.
The trees are turning slowly this year and are
giving us a show worthy of the Gods.
The air has turned bitterly cold
And a few snowflakes have started to fall.
The leaves will fall faster now and
before long the trees will be bare.
Heralding the start of winter and
a time of sleep and rejuvenation.
Letting us reflect on life and being told to slow down,
the falling leaves are a reminder.
A reminder that even though things look bleak
We can look ahead beyond winter to spring
Look past those falling leaves to a new beginning.
Earth Day Acrostic – Don’t Let Me Die
Earnestly show you mean to help
Accountability, no more lies
Return to me my seas of kelp
Turn blue once again my skies
Help me to grow my plains of wheat
Destroy not my mountains so high
Anger me not with your words so sweet
You have worn out your welcome this time
Endearing to me are words that are true
Allow me a fate that is lasting
Remember that I am all there is
Today is all I can spare without wasting away
Help me before it’s too late
Dare to do what is right
Arm yourself for the fight
You can do it if only you try, Oh please hear my cries
I don’t want to die.
What Makes You Think I Care ?
A phrase often heard when I was young
It seemed to easily roll off the tongue
It was meant to hurt whoever heard
The direction of the words observed
By the speaker who had the upper hand
The say so, the rules and strength to grandstand
Words can often hurt more than any other
Things that can be done by another
The words were often meant to scare
What makes you think I care?