E-volving

 

 

“We are all just prisoners here

of our own device.”

Well isn’t that nice….

Robotic, hypnotic little

Sheep grinning, grazing

On bits and bytes of

Techno trash and hashtags

Phubbing our friends

There’s a word for that?

Doesn’t deserve one

We sulk like fools

In our own game

Propagating our own pain

Immunized, mesmerized

Publicized, then wondering why

Our hearts hurt

And our heads are spinning

This is the fork in the road

My friends

The end

Or the beginning

 

 

Hope you enjoyed “Musical Muse”, my offering as a poetic prompt this week at dVerse Poets Pub. Choose some lyrics, preferably one line from a favorite song and grow your own poem from it. You are not limited to the original theme of the song. Instead, forge your own poetic path.

**Quote is from the lyrics of “Hotel California”, The Eagles

Image credit: pixabay.com

 

 

Fusion

 

 

I am of you and you of me

Mingled blues upon the sea

Gentle sway of burnished brine

We fall and rise in tide, in time

 

We fall and rise in tide, in time

Gentle sway of burnished brine

Mingled blues upon the sea

I am of you and you of me

Flicker

 

 

When nightfall finds you

Breathless under muted moon

Your shattered heart fumbling

Tumbling faster than your thoughts

May you count stars instead of tears

Echo the moments, over years

Summon one precious particle

Of light within your soul

Carry on, my friend

Carry on

This life is not over

 

 

Written for dVerse as Paul brings us a beautiful prompt for Poetics, called

“Blessings”

Strange Road

 

I walk tight ropes

Intricately sewn of my own doubts

Back and forth I tiptoe

From sky blue clarity

To the rarity of

Predictions come true

And here I pause

One foot fixed and ready to

Fly across the flames

The other sifting pebbles

Of doubt between my toes

I wave to hazy horizons

That already know

My destiny

 

 

Today I am hosting at dVerse Poets Pub where we are using signs as a visual prompt. Let them speak to you metaphorically or as an allegory, take you to a deeper place or even a comical place. Your sign does not need to have words, as symbols have stories and voices too.

 

Far Be It From Me

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  to say I saved you time has traveled in dust deviled clouds and I am not allowed to speak of it but here you are beaming and I’ve been meaning to ask you if you remember the dark , the muffled glow of my heart shattered in pieces       Written for “Poetics: […]

Sensory Senryu

 

 

Claustrophobia

 

a jet black bubble

titanium choke hold

last taste of insanity

 

 

Peace

 

auras of eucalyptus

good deeds dangle from the stars

waiting on supernova

 

 

Fake

 

pearly white snake

words whispering agenda

bouncing off the wise

 

 

Micromanaged

 

preyed, poked and pried

shadowed under King Kong thumb

random rays of light

 

 

It’s time for Poetics at dVerse.  Today I am hosting and the topic is “Sensory Play”. Choose something abstract such as a colour, emotion, idea, concept, a quality, trait or situation…and bring it to life using one or more senses. You could also choose something more concrete, as long as you are using senses that are not normally associated with it. For example, describing the sound of “moonlight”. Hope you can join us!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Taradiddle

 

Nothing more

Man in the moon malarkey

Stirring my drizzle of doubt

With a spoon

Logic, integrity lost

On some cat with a fiddle

Spewing his spittle of words

That I have heard before

Is there more?

I think I might have a cow

 

Join us at dVerse today for the fan favourite of 44 words and what we love to call the “quadrille”. As your host, I am asking you to include the word drizzle or derivative of. I have no idea what came over me to write this…except too many years of singing preschool rhymes.

Image credit: William Wallace Denslow, Wikipedia