Ocean View (WP Writing: Intro to Poetry)

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Poetry, Day Nine: Landscape

The space(s) we spend our days in have such profound effects on us. Today’s prompt, landscape, invites you to explore your whereabouts and translate your thoughts into a poem. You could focus on the physical traits of a place you find beautiful, or on the way you interact with your surroundings at home, on the way to work, or when you’re on holiday.

“Landscape photography is the supreme test of the photographer – and often the supreme disappointment.”
― Ansel Adams

Ocean View 

A magnificent ocean view
With endless shades of blue
Reserved, only for a few

Maybe
A place of worship
With a few virgins
Or
A place of searching
With thoughts merging
Perhaps
Some might call it
Nirvana
Or
What ever you wanna

The place of eternal blue
Quickly on you grew
Like a comfortable old shoe

And you
Would never want to leave
This place
With an ocean view

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Pleasure Pool (WP Writing: Intro to Poetry)

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Poetry, Day Eight: Pleasure

From the tantalizing to the satisfyingly sober, have your poem convey a sense of pleasure today. Imbue it with joy, glee, and profound contentment — or, if you wish to keep it dark, write about the lack of or longing for pleasure in your life.

“A woman is an occasional pleasure but a cigar is always a smoke” Groucho Marx

Pleasure Pool 

Turquoise, by the pool
Sunbathing, by the pool
Eating, by the pool
Toasting, by the pool
Grill fest, by the pool
Enjoying life, by the pool

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Delicious and Colourful (WP Writing: Intro to Poetry) Two

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Poetry, Day Seven: Flavor

From the simple (butter on toast, a childhood-evoking bubblegum) to the more complex (insert your latest dinner-party triumph — or fiasco), flavor occupies a crucial place in our memories, in our stories, and in our social interactions.

Delicious and Colourful

“I have an enormous fondness for delicious food. It’s very comforting” Teri Garr

Strawberries!

In summertime,
In July
Something easy,
For both tummy
And the eye

Delicious
Nutricious
Precious

Sun kissed
Wouldn’t miss

Eat them
While you can
Soon, the season is over
And it will be October
When you’ll be eating
Canned spam!

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Delicious and Colourful (WP Writing: Intro to Poetry) One

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Poetry, Day Seven: Flavor

From the simple (butter on toast, a childhood-evoking bubblegum) to the more complex (insert your latest dinner-party triumph — or fiasco), flavor occupies a crucial place in our memories, in our stories, and in our social interactions.

Delicious and Colourful

“I have an enormous fondness for delicious food. It’s very comforting” Teri Garr

Cherry on Top

The red, red cherry
Is one delicious berry
Quite the legendary

Consume it
With a glass of Sherry
And,
In to a heavenly state
You’ll soon be ferried

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Twin Screens (WP Writing: Intro to Poetry)

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Day Six: Screen

You’re reading these words on a screen. Screens — comforting, addictive, inescapable — are everywhere, especially when we read and write (and blog). Today, write a poem about, against, or in homage to the screens in your life. Or write about some other kind of screen — for example, the one stretched across your window, or the piece of cloth on which movies are projected at the theater.

“We made the buttons on the screen look so good you’ll want to lick them” Steve Jobs

Twin Screens

My confession
My obsession
My precious
My life essence

Sitting on the table
I really cannot lable
This is no fable
Or maybe
I am just, unstable

My two Macs
Nothing do they lack
No time do I track
Even by their side
Do I snack

Breaking away
Keeping them at bay
There’ll come a day,
But for now
I choose to stay

They give me all
With them,
Life’s a ball
Some might say
I stall

World wide
Do I glide
Virtually mind!
Maybe I just hide
Maybe I am tied

My Macs
The two of them
Now packed
Time to hit the road
Jack

Dear Reader
This was a tale of humour
Somewhat of a rumour
A tale told by the weaver

Maybe, I actually did more
And myself away tore
Just before
I got too hooked
And started reading a book
Instead

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