Poetry Day 16 — Catch me when I fall

Today’s poetry prompts for OctWriPoMo includes: Catch Me When I Fall. Finding that person who will support you at every turn is such an important part of any relationship. Also significant is what happens after the fall. How would you describe the balance between giving support and receiving it? I didn’t follow the form prompt…

Poetry Day 15 — Blanket coverage

image link Part of today’s prompt for OctWriPoMo is:   What protects you like an umbrella? What shields you? What covers you? Thinking about this briefly, it was clear that there is nothing comparable to the protection outlined in the 23rd Psalm of the Christian Bible.  I use it daily and it is the unfailing blanket…

Poetry Day 14 — If I Were Me

Part of the prompts for today’s OctPoWriMo I chose to follow are, “If I Were Me” and a shape poem.   It probably won’t show up as a tree on small screens!   An oak tree takes hundreds, if not thousands, of years to grow from an acorn and into a mature tree. Nobody questions it….

Poetry Day 13 — Attitude & Price

Today’s offering is in the following form: The Blitz Poem, a poetry form created by Robert Keim. The prompts for today’s OctPoWriMo includes, “If I Were You. Are there things you sometimes need to get off your chest? When was the last time you felt strongly that someone needed to see things from your point…

Poetry Day 12 — Lunch with Mom

Part of OctPoWriMo prompt today talks about tortured in the context of love, where, “Torture is defined as ‘the action or practice of inflicting severe pain on someone as a punishment or to force them to do or say something, or for the pleasure of the person inflicting the pain.’ ”  One of the suggested…

Poetry Day 11 — Arthur

image link — note this is Arthur Today’s OctPoWriMo’s prompt is about falling through the cracks.  My definition of falling through the cracks means to be overlooked or forgotten.  Today’s suggested cascade form is inspired by when I went and helped my son and his wife volunteer at a cat shelter a few weeks back. …

Poetry Day 10 — Drug of Choice

Drip drip drip from my heart throbbing pulsing coursing through from main arteries to capillaries each cell saturated mitochondria blazing as the walls are breached with the elixir of you.