wave me adieu, love
not goodbye, please prop the door
wide – we’ll meet again.
I’ve found a new (to me) poetry prompt – Haiku Horizons. This week, our lovely host has offered us the word ‘wave’. Now, I know I probably should be heading down the Nature path, but I’m a contrary soul, so I opted for a different approach – I hope you enjoy it!
Please head on over the Haiku Horizons to read other offerings – and be a devil – take part!
brother believe in your silver-spangled skill-set
stand on the shore, survey the scene
let your guitar sing, reverberate those rhythms
play it again boy, play it with ease
brother believe in your power and your glory
step all aboard, anchors set free
dive into those oceans, manipulate that music
play it all night boy, play with the breeze
brother believe, bring back your tall tales
return to the harbour, head held high
hold fast to the memories, they’ll last you a lifetime
play with your youth boy, play and believe.
I’ll be honest, this is an old poem I posted back in 2013. I’ll be more honest – I’m a little empty on the inspiration front with regards to thinking about a subject matter AND meter tonight. Sometimes it happens, right?
Anyway, I wanted to take part in the dVerse fun (and on the right day!), so here it is. My brother has just come back from another stint working as a guitarist on a cruise ship, so this is a little welcome home for him.
I also read this out at a poetry slam a couple of years ago – nerve-wracking though it was, I had such fun, and the audience were fabulous.
For those of you who have stumbled across my blog, if you want to read and even take part in dVerse Meeting the Bar, do head on over to the website. We’re a friendly, welcoming crowd and there’s always something good going on.
Thank you to Victoria for hosting tonight!
Our friend Mr Moon shines so brightly tonight
He bathes your bed in sweetest, soft light
He smiles gently upon you, the whole night long
As Mr Nightingale sings you his lullaby song.
Here is my entry into A Dash of Sunny’s Prompt Night, where this week, we are asked to write about the moon.
I wrote this poem back in the early days of my blog, when I took part in the Trifecta Writing Challenge, a community that is sadly no more. In this particular instance, we were allowed to use 33 words to share a bedtime story routine.
Yes, it’s an old piece, but as soon as I saw the prompt this week was the moon, I thought of my little brother (he’s now 26!), when he used to point at the moon at night and we would call him ‘My friend the moon’. Such sweet memories, such love, such joy. So, I couldn’t help but re-share this little lullaby, I hope you don’t mind the ‘lazy’ route I have taken!
Please do head on over to A Dash of Sunny, enjoy the responses and go on… take part!
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