dVerse Poets Poetics

by rugby843, posted in Uncategorized

Today, I’m asking you to write about something(s) that brings you joy. It can be a tiny thing, like a favorite mug, or a big thing like seeing so many people voting, or huge, like life itself.
If you need a specific idea, look around the room you’re in now or look out the window. Find something there that brings you joy. There are no limits. And there can be more than one thing. 

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This is Poetics, so there is also no designated form.

Optional Bonus ideas : Include at least one kenning; write your poem as a letter; write your poem as a fairy tale; use the phrase “keep breathing” or “everything matters.”

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keep breathing, the joy

exists in that tiny light

it’s there if you look

the joy is in family

the joy is in your good health

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keep breathing, the joy

see it loving your children

it’s there in their smiles

realize hope can be found

keep breathing, search for the joy

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Poetics: Choose Joy

“Fellow Man”

by rugby843, posted in Uncategorized

Sitting here, hands around a warm coffee cup, my legs in front of a fake fireplace getting warmed up, and my thoughts turn to the words:  fellow man. Looking it up – of course, it’s what we all usually think of it – kindred humanity. What I want to know is, where was the kindred humanity, and why didn’t they show up to vote?  

If kindred humanity is Trump’s way of doing things, his hate speech, his hubris, his lies, his unlawful actions, his hatred of women, his warmongering, his complete manipulation of the justice system or complete lack of understanding of what a democracy is… if this is what stands for kindred humanity now, there is absolutely no hope for the human race that is not rich, white, entitled, and dangerous.

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Tanka Tuesday

by rugby843, posted in Uncategorized
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Elegy

He took the oath, tried to assure

The future would be a solace

Previous rulers with an iron hand

Never kept their promise

Proceeding with love and hope

He wanted to be the answer

Turn away the self indulgent

No longer letting them pander

His speech gave inspiration that his dreams come true

But struck down in the midst of helping me and you

Perhaps the future holds another who endeavors to act his will

Taking the oath in remembrance of what he tried to do

We can hope and support the wishes to be fulfilled.

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Synonyms: Assure and solace

#TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge: Synonyms Only – 11/5/2024

The Writer’s Workshop

by rugby843, posted in Uncategorized
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I chose the easy one, number three:

When I grocery shop I have a few specific brands I prefer on some things. One is paper towels. I buy a Viva single roll cloth like towels and it lasts at least a month. I use cloth rags, napkins, etc so try to keep paper usage small. Canned fruit or veggies I like Del Monte. Other canned or bottled sauces, etc I can use generic. Kleenex, Gain detergent, Cascade, and Aveeno facial products, Cerave lotion, Herbal Essence shampoo, just to name a few. Most generic brands are just fine for me. I am allergic to certain lotions, etc so have to choose what works with my skin. Cosmetics for eyes I can use are hard to find. They claim to be hyper allergenic but…

So ends a boring response to the prompt. Maybe I should have chosen number one, because the last couple of weeks my experience would cause a tirade for a response🙄😂

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This Week’s Writer’s Workshop Prompts – November 5, 2024

MLMM Wordle – True Story

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The banging noise of the alarm on the wall, red light color flashing and the fear was palpable. A sudden spark of nervous trust disappearing in what was supposed to be a safe environment, as the teacher sent everyone to the corner behind a half wall in the weight room. He told the students not to use their cell phones but knew some would, panicked, and not to say anything about where they were located in the school. He went to lock the room door, put a piece of heavy furniture in front of it and then tried to comfort his class. My granddaughter thought it was touching that he stood by the side of the door the entire time. She felt pride for him as he talked trying to reassure and calm the students.

**True story happened this morning as a person called on numerous suicide hotlines saying there was an active shooter in the school. High schools and junior high schools were called. Our school saw the state police arrive in two minutes, fire engines, ambulance and police all followed. She’s a strong young woman and her mother and I tried to dissipate some nerves after she was released by saying, at least you had weapons being in the weight room…I know not really funny. How can you defend yourself against an automatic weapon? And when you cast your votes tomorrow, think about who likes guns, does not want to control them, and who receives lots of money from the NRA to keep them available.

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MLMM Monday Wordle #397