The End & The beginning

October’s been a trippy month

Birthday, anniversary, job change

Happiness, disappointment

Lots more poetry than usual!

Its been a rollercoaster

But I’m glad to have been on it

Made new friends, read amazing poems

What a wonderful thirty one days, indeed!

Dear Readers,

Today is the last day of the OctPoWriMo Poetry Writing Challenge 2015. Special thanks to Morgan Dragonwillow and others who have provided prompts for this month.

I’ve thoroughly enjoyed the prompts and the motivation to write poetry (I tend to be a lazy writer!). Made some wonderful poet friends this month, too, hope we can all stay connected.

Thank you all for reading, commenting and encouraging. Its an honour to have you read the little things I write.

Till next time,

2PP

Jasmine

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Pure white morning jasmine

Some tucked inside buds

Others wide awake to the sun

Nestled among sap green leaves

That sweet fragrance of homecoming

Enticing, inviting, nostalgic essence

Dried leaves crunch underfoot

As I move around the shrub to collect

Tender to touch, easily plucked

Strung around by lithe stalks:

A flower necklace for my hair.

Butterflies hover by, longing for a taste.

Dear Readers,

This the second last day of the OctPoWriMo Poetry Challenge 2015. The prompt today was to write a poem outlining the five senses:  sight, feel, smell, sound, and taste.

Thank you for reading.

Till tomorrow,

2PP

Image courtesy: https://raxacollective.wordpress.com/2012/05/29/jasmine-flower/

Dear Grandfather

Two long years, you saw yourself

Change from a healthy septuagenarian

To someone who needs full time assistance

Well groomed, crisp whites and confidence

To unshaved, food spills and depression

You’d walk for miles everyday

Get up at 5:30, morning after morning

Preparing food at home, cleaning

Supervising caretakers, maintaining accounts

You used to take care of your ailing wife

Everyone thought you’d outlive her

But now she’s been left behind

Only your memories to remind

The stroke took away your dignity

Bed-ridden, then a wheelchair

You longed for the company of people

We tried to be there, but failed many times

I know death terrified you

You wouldn’t sleep at night out of fear

Grappling as life started to slip away on its own

Each time you’d fight back

But every battle made you weaker

Breathing got difficult

Sad smiles became blank stares

Then one night you slowly passed

No fuss, no alarm, no sound

Just the silence and peace of a man

Who was done living his life.

Dear Readers,

Today is the 29th day of the OctPoWriMo Poetry Writing challenge. The prompt today was to write about the end of something that was in some way inevitable and necessary.

I have written this about my grandfather. Of course I never wanted him to pass away, but towards the end, he was suffering so much that we all knew it was better for him to go. Those who have experienced the loss of someone after a long illness maybe able to relate.

Thank you for reading.

Till tomorrow,

2PP

Tree – Audio version

Dear Readers,

Today is a different kind of post. I decided I’m game for the OctPoWriMo prompt for today. The challenge was an audio or video performance of one our original poems.

For this challenge, I used an old free verse poem I have written, called Tree.

The lines/lyrics are as follows (modified slightly from the original poem):

I lean on you like a sturdy tree

Spreading your branches, envelop me

Tears wiped away with tender leaves

The more I struggle, the tighter you hold me

I fall asleep like a child under your shade

You never let sunlight scorch my face

Harsh realities chased so far away

You whisper over and over that it will be okay

This is the first time I’m posting an audio link, please let me know if you can’t hear it or if you face any other problems with the link.

Also, let me know what you think! :p

Till tomorrow,

2PP

Cerulean Princess

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Fireflies in her golden braid

Stars on dainty fingertips

Where she steps, it turns to snowy clouds

Every breath, a gentle sea breeze

Her eyes direct comets across the sky,

Where tender lips kiss begins a rainbow.

Slingshot around the glowing moon

Ballet tiptoes across the Milky Way

Playing hula hoops with Saturn’s rings

Jupiter’s moons envy her grace and style

She’s truly the universe’ only child.

Dear Readers,

Today is the 27th day of the OctPoWriMo Poetry Writing Challenge 2015.

The prompt today was to write something whimsical 🙂

Hope you enjoyed it. Let me know what you think!

Till tomorrow,

2PP

Image courtesy: http://s739.photobucket.com/user/punky_girl1518/media/Bluerose-glitter.jpg.html

Threshold

One of these days will find you

At the needle tip of what was to be and what will be

You feel the weight of immense gravity

Be courageous yet as vulnerable as a child

Gravity, you need to find the strength to rise above

Child-like, you open that magical door to your dreams

Above and beyond the realities you know to be true

Dreams are made, they are made to be realised

True and false exist in such a narrow myopic realm.

Dear Readers,

Today is the 26th day of the OctPoWriMo Poetry Writing Challenge 2015. The prompt today was to write a loop poem as follows:

  • Take the last word of a line. Skip a line. Use that word as the first word of that line.

Till tomorrow,

2PP

Darling in Blue

You’ve captured my heart

Darling little one

Your innocence is priceless

Precious angel

You belong in a family

I pray fervently

That a capable couple

Will take you home

Care for you

Love you endlessly

Give you the future you deserve

Dear Readers,

Today is the 25th day of the OctPoWriMo Poetry Writing Challenge. I have not followed the prompt today

Till tomorrow,

2PP

Pray

Pray

For today

Food to eat

A loving touch

Spend some time

With me

Stay

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Dear Readers,

This is a catch- up post to yesterday’s 24th day prompt, which I missed from OctPoWriMo Poetry Writing Challenge 2015.

The prompt was to choose an image, and write a poem linked to the image. The form in which I have written this poem is in the Sept form, which I got from my friend J. Lapis. She learned it from Jane.

It is made up of 7 lines with a syllable count of 1-2-3-4-3-2-1.

Image courtesy:Google.com

Twenty eight

Twenty eight years ago

A tiny cell was formed

Multiplying and growing slowly

From the size of a lentil to a watermelon

After 9 months, on a Friday in October

The little pumpkin decided to meet her parents

Off she came after much pushing and pulling

With loud screams into this wonderful world

The mischievous toddler who ate a whole bottle of jam

A quiet pre-teen trying desperately to fit in

Awkward teenager with confidence issues

Early twenties full of confusion and bad decisions

Late twenties, now, I’m at peace with myself

In the grand scheme of things

I’m but a speck in this galaxy

All anyone wants is to be remembered

That’s all I ask of you today

Remember me

Carry some vague memory of me in your heart

So that I may live through you, in some capacity

Thank you dear readers, for your kindness and grace

Happy birthday to me

🙂

Dear Readers,

Today is the 23rd day of the OctPoWriMo Poetry Writing Challenge. And yes! It is my birthday today 😀

The prompt today fit in very well with a birthday theme, it was as follows:

“Anyways today I’m thinking about the greatness and smallness of things in comparison to each other. Also about how small things fit as pieces to a whole.

It’s all around, forest fires start from sparks, oceans are made of water drops. (There I go again with my element loving) but look around and take a moment to observe how the clothes you wear are made of tiny threads and the vastness of the sky. Try to count some of the billions of stars outside at night and realize that most of those are bigger than the sun, and there’s SO many of them. But you’re not just this tiny speck in space, you are a beautiful combination of tiny pieces of matter put together in a truly unique way.

Today I encourage you to think about those things as you write your poem of the day”

Till tomorrow,

2PP

A truth and two lies

Long black hair, curled ends

Left loose or tied in a bun

So high maintenance

Big water baby

Love to swim in the ocean

Peace under water

A bathroom singer

Adore jazz tunes and the blues

Fan of Norah Jones

Dear Readers,

How are you all doing today? 🙂 Tomorrow is a special day for me, so I’m starting to get really excited. For details, please check out the site tomorrow 😀

Today is the 22nd day of the OctPoWriMo Poetry Writing Challenge 2015. The prompt today is a very interesting one.

” Let’s try to play a game with our poetry today. In today’s poem, let’s put the focus directly on us. For some of us- myself included- it’s preferable to write about others. This time around, let’s tell each other two lies and one truth. Whether they’re ridiculous, mundane, shocking, or interesting tidbits, weave them together so we cant’ tell the difference. You can decide on your post whether you want people to guess the truth or just tell them”

I have written a truth and two lies about myself in the form of haikus.

What are your guesses on which haiku is the truth? 😀

Till Tomorrow,

2PP