STARDUST
Twinkle was riding on a broomstick, not to emulate her sister witches who wore pointed hats and made magic spells. Twinkle was not in the big witch league, her lowly position was a cleaner in the domestic coven. Twinkle was required to use her broomstick to sweep up the stardust accumulated during meetings.
THREE DOGS
Six dogs pulled the sled through through the ice-fields. We were returning home with our catch from the rocky bay. The first three dogs were all from the same litter, with pure white fur that was almost invisible against the snowy background. They had an affinity for each other as they led the other three dogs, who were a mixture of the breed, snarling and yelping as they pulled the sled. They were all working as a team.
For today’s prompt, write a self-portrait poem. Pretty straightforward, right? That doesn’t mean there’s not a lot of room for creativity. Just look at artists and their self-portraits; there’s a lot of differences in the self-portraits of Kahlo, Schiele, Dali, Van Gogh, and others–and not just because the artists look different themselves.
SELF-PORTRAIT~A Masterpiece of individuality.
By John Yeo
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My ever-changing, developing, subtle self,
How do I begin to present you my very familiar friend?
You seem to change from day to day
With every act of improvisation.
I would not recognise my self of many years ago
Some things they say, improve with age.
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Would I choose the medium to match the man?
Oil paint for a perfect finish, I am an unfinished product.
Water colours would be merging and blurring reality,
Perhaps I could use marble, a self-portrait as a bust,
Reflecting a very hard unchanging exterior.
The man I see in the mirror will one day be dust.
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The modern day self-portrait is a “selfie”
A photograph snapped when alone.
A very unrealistic image they say,
It is certainly myself, taken by myself
A genuine photographic self-portrait
Without bias and make believe.
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A self portrait by the artist of words
Is an impossible task to achieve.
How do you construct a self portrait?
The temptation would always be
To compose a flattering CV.
To describe and present a self-portrait
Of how one would like one to be.
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For today’s prompt, write a night poem. Vampires and werewolves? Cool. Clubbing and saloons? You got it. Lovers together alone? Right. Ex-lovers alone on their own? Sure thing. You figure out your night poem–and, yes, (k)night poems are fine too.
This is the latest picture prompt from Ermilia’s Blog ~~~
THE DREAM
By John Yeo
The dream was incredibly vivid~I sat dozing in Grannies old armchair after a heavy afternoon, working out in the gym. A heady sweet smelling female perfume drifted into my nostrils sending my mind into a hypnotic trance.
I seemed to wake with a jolt as an incredibly attractive leg slid down the back of the armchair. In my silent reverie, I gently caressed and stroked the smooth hairless skin. Then taking a slender foot in my hand and without looking up I began to run my fingers through each of the perfectly formed toes. The toenails were beautifully manicured and painted with a pretty shade of nail polish.
A hand was gently stroking my face, with soft pretty fingers that had been smoothing and running a path through my hair. I rested my head against the softness of a smooth-skinned knee as my silent half asleep dreamy reverie continued.~~
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For today’s prompt, write a discovery poem. The narrator could discover an object, a person, an animal, a dishonorable deed, or any number of things. Poets can focus on the discovery, examine the aftermath, or even just mention it in passing.
DISCOVERY OF THE FAMILY TREE
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For today’s prompt, take the phrase “Since (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. Possible titles include: “Since the Last Time I Smoked,” “Since You Said Please,” and “Since When.”
SINCE AWAKING
By John Yeo
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Since~~Awaking,
Drowsily, dreamily deliberating,
What happened?
I remember the light exploded,
I saw stars of bright shining light.
My journey was vivid and real
Colours were shining and dazzling through
A kaleidoscope of ever changing hue.
A peaceful influence intervened,
A power of cloudy splendour
Directly cradled my mind
In an intellectual bubble of calm,
With comfort and reassurance.
On awaking,
Reality provided an explanation,
The roof caved in and I suffered concussion.
Since awaking
I cannot relate to my previous life
And this world of contradiction,
I have tried to find my way back
To that other ethereal dimension.
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FLAKY
By John Yeo
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We have a beautiful pink Japanese Cherry tree that is full of wonderful pink blossom every March. At the end of a dreary cold winter this tree bursts into a beautiful display of bright pink blossom, signalling the start of Spring. Sadly this wonderful sight is ephemeral and showers of pink flakes are everywhere when the wind blows. The ground beneath our tree is a covered with flaky pink petals everywhere.
Written by John Yeo (c)
For today’s prompt, write a message poem. Messages can be delivered in a variety of ways: postcard, e-mail, text message, letter in a bottle, smoke signals, secret codes, jumbotron proposals, etc. Also, messages themselves can be simple, complicated, nice, mean, happy, sad, and so on. Get at it!
CANARY ISLAND WHISTLING MESSAGES
Written by John Yeo
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Gomera Island’s cliffs and valleys are sheer,
Rock-faces that separate the neighbours.
In days of yore
Many years before
Electronic communication
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A whistling language developed,
From valley to valley you would hear
When danger threatened
Or help was required
Whistling messages sounding clear.
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A language of instant communication
Was employed from valley to valley.
Hello! I am here.
The personal whistle
Was heard and understood.
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For today’s prompt, write a voyage poem. In my case, we’ll be driving along the Gulf of Mexico, but a voyage can happen in a variety of ways–even on foot, or psychologically. Heck, the process of writing a poem is a sort of voyage all its own. Happy poeming!
A very sad loss,
With a thick mist over my consciousness,
I had suffered a traumatic life event,
Shattering a union of many years
A loss that was to my detriment
Lingering.
A loss that would not go away
A black cloud covered the firmament
Clarity with understanding, missing.
The familiar surroundings added sadness.
Some good advice like a ray of light
Illuminating.
Get away from here to lift the fog
Take a trip to anywhere, pastures new,
See the world, whatever you do,
Switch off your moping and try.
Somewhere there is a wide clear sky,
Ruminating.
People will help you to understand
Many are in the same boat.
Travelling rough seas alone.
I boarded a ship with little expectation
Of any solution to my sad situation.
Meditating.
The voyage began over calm seas
With friendly faces and comfort.
Waves billowing a calm sea breeze,
A friendship forged at cards,
I began to feel at ease,
Communicating.
At the voyage end
I had made a very firm friend,
Who is still by my side, comforting.
I have lost the fog, cleared the mist,
My life is now completely,
Exhilarating.
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