moon fading slowly to black
bodes fury at dawn
As if we needed more heartbreak…
two hundred thousand souls now gone
a stalwart prophetess moves on
now when there is so much at stake
with riots in the streets, earthquakes,
fires, floods, hurricanes…can’t look!
The year god looked away, forsook
our selfish prayers, our hateful ways,
our sins exposed on full display,
our end assured by hook or crook.
Combining Ronovan’s challenge today:
Haiku Challenge Words – Fury/Slow
Décima Challenge Word “Look” (c-line rhyme) – Rhyme Scheme: abbaaccddc/8 syllables per line.
the light slipped away
hope is dead, go quietly
a dream leaves no trace
Today’ Blackout Poem worked perfectly as a haiku style poem. It was inspired by the poem by Courtee Cullen below:
If You Should Go
Countee Cullen – 1903-1946
Love, leave me like the light,
The gently passing day;
We would not know, but for the night,
When it has slipped away
So many hopes have fled,
Have left me but the name
Of what they were. When love is dead,
Go thou, beloved, the same.
Go quietly; a dream
When done, should leave no trace
That it has lived, except a gleam
Across the dreamer’s face.
This poem is in the public domain. Published in Poem-a-Day on June 28, 2020 by the Academy of American Poets.
rain hovers in gray
‘midst brief bursts, sunlit blue
breeze tossed leaves patter
air, cool misty, damp
tiny rain drops pelt my cheek
sharp, breezy kisses
to the seeker’s eye
Just a few snap shots from my walk today. ❤️