I Am Feeling Some Love

Love is all around
Without love there is nothing
Celebrate romance

Spending time together
Top of the Eiffel Tower
The scent of flowers

Only one for me
Lovers at Niagara Falls
Love is possible

Triggered by pheromones
Contagious positive vibe
In love forever

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, August 21st 2019, love ultimate.

Today We Rest

Creating it all
Heaven above, the earth below
On Day seven we rest

High fives all around
What we did is amazing
Miracle of life

We watch from above
Colors now fill in the void
Love will rule it all

Our eternal love
A love that will never die
Shared with everyone

The heavens and the earth are complete, not bad for only six days of work.  It is good that we finally did something with that empty space, that great expanse was such a waste, this sky we made is full of beautiful wonders.  There was just too much water and it needed to be separated from the great expanse.  That was the best idea ever, to call the dry land “earth,” and calling the gathering of waters the “seas”.  With the water grouped into sections, the earth is capable of producing vegetation with seed-bearing plants and trees that bear fruit.  Who would have thought that we would be able to separate light from darkness, but we made light to preside over the day and there will be night when the light is gone.  Every beast of the earth that moves or crawls along the ground and every bird of the air and everything that breathes and every plant will have food to sustain them.

Our greatest achievement, made in our own image, they will be fruitful and multiply, and fill the earth and subdue it, so they can rule over the fish of the sea and the birds of the air and every creature that crawls upon the earth.  And now it is so, and all we can do is hope that it lasts.  Will man be grateful for all that we have given them?  Will they be kind to the planet and all the creatures that inhabit it?  Will they refrain from sin, and even though we know everything, because of the free will that we gave them, who knows?  We have done our best and it is their thoughts, deeds and creations that will significantly shape their planet from now on and if things get really bad we could always flood the earth and drown everybody and start again.

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, July 17th 2019, eternal love.

Rory Rhyming Verse

I was asked by Fandango to write one verse made up of four lines of a continuing rhyming poem that appears to have either an AABB rhyming scheme or an ABCB one. Rory calls this writing exercise Not Just My Verse, Your Two Two Too!

Rory is always starting these things

Why do you evade me so? It makes for no sense,
In truth, to do so unkindly and unwarranted, is nonsense!
I have tried counting all sorts, from stars to wide eyed sheep!
Yet still you, yes you decline me shut eye and valuable sleep!

 Jay-lin of The Wonderful and Wacky World of one Single Mum

Tossing and turning pulling blankets near,
What is that noise that I hear?
It is not the sandman come for me,
Why won’t you let me sleep dear?    

Gary of Bereaved Single Dad

Countless late night biscuits and black coffee,
Walking around like a spaced out zombie,
Listening to Cohen and Floyd on endless loop,
Convincing myself that no sleep is common in my age group.

Lorraine of Blind Wilderness

I toss and I turn
Oh when will I learn
That sleep is at bay
On an Away Day

Di at Pensitivity101

The stars are so bright at this time of night,
I look forward to slumbering deep,
As I close my tired eyes, what a surprise,
The brain wakes and I can’t get to sleep!

Teresa at The Haunted Wordsmith

The shadows creep along the wall
like predators waiting for me to fall.
My pillow–my shield; flashlight–my sword,
The most dangerous thing is a mind that’s bored.

Fandango took a turn

Wide awake, I turn and look at my clock to see
That it’s three a.m. and I have to get up to pee
Back in bed I close my eyes, then check my clock once more.
Oh my God, it’s not even four!

My Contribution

How do you sleep
What secrets do you keep
If I get home before daylight
I just might get some sleep tonight

I have to select someone who is a good sport to write the next 4-line verse to this continuing sleep poem and I choose Gabriela M of Short Prose – short prose, fiction, poetry to write the next installment. I hope that she is not to busy, so take it away Gabriela.