Tuesday Writing Challenge: Timeless Tomorrows – a short poem

The Tuesday Writing Challenge was to write a short poem or prose containing the words Everyone, Closing in, and Timeless.

Here is my attempt:

Everyone wants something great to happen to them
Everyone wants a life of meaning
Something wonderful
Always dreaming
Without ending,
Timeless.
But life isn’t eternal,
You can sometimes feel time ticking
Closing in
Light flicking
Like a herald of death
And on the back of your neck
It’s breath.
Stop dreaming of timeless tomorrows
Start living today.
Your way.
Now.

I have also included the word of the day: Herald

A Lyric Poem – Life, the Mystery

We have lost a great songwriter in Stephen Sondheim and I think I was channeling him somehow when I wrote this poem because it sounds a bit like a song…

Also, the word of the day was Sure, and that set me off…

Can you ever be sure of something?

Deep inside?

Can you ever know all there is to know?

Even with a guide?

Life’s not like that, my old friend.

It’s a wonder, without any end.

If you knew what was coming tomorrow

You’d run and hide.

Will the future make you laugh out loud or cry?

Life’s a mystery, accept it, love it, live it

Or die.

In the Spartan Way – A poem.

This is a comedy poem and is in no way supposed to be derogatory or a reflection of historical truth. 

 

It was the Spartan way,

To be strong and tough and gay.

And in each dell and glade

Their muscles they displayed,

But when Athens’ army called

Their manly bravery stalled

and Athens won the day,

when Sparta bravely ran away.

Now the films recall again

Those strong five hundred men.

 

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 01/October/2018

 

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/10/01/rdp-monday-spartan/

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/10/01/glade/

A Poem/Song Lyric – Before It’s Time to Say Goodbye

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I have written this poem in response to the Word of the Day prompt HYMN and also the Ragtag Daily Prompt – Unaware. 

I started out writing a poem, but then I realised that it had a certain rhythm and so it could be a song lyric too. What do you think?

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

Before It’s Time to Say Goodbye

Sometimes you don’t know

What you had until it’s time to go

It’s one of those things, I don’t know why

You finally discover what you had,

When it’s time to say goodbye

***

Life is sad

Life is Cruel,

It’s not good or bad,

Change is renewal.

Embrace the future with a smile

Live the moment, because in a while

Time will fly,

It will be time to say goodbye.

***

When faced with the end

Of a relationship or a friend,

Look back on all the good times you had

 Shed a tear or two, then smile wide,

Life’s too short to remain so sad.

***

Sing a hymn,

say a prayer

be grateful you’re not

totally unaware,

Embrace the future with a smile

Live the moment, because in a while

Time will fly,

It will be time to say goodbye.

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Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 29/November/2018

 

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/11/29/hymn/

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/11/29/rdp-thursday-unaware/

A Tuesday Writing Prompt poem – Dreaming of Scarlet.

This poem was written for the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge, click on the link:

https://godoggocafe.com/2021/08/03/tuesday-writing-prompt-challenge-august-32021/comment-page-1/#comment-67781

The challenge was to write something containing the phrases “red-painted lips” and “Silken Hair”.

Here was my attempt:

With her long silken hair
and her body laid bare
she had a beauty that none could eclipse.

She had eyes of bright green
that you’d just never seen
a scarlet smile with red-painted lips.

But alas it would seem
it was only a dream
as I sit up in bed all awake

That’s the last time I look
at a romantic book
before sleep, now I know my mistake.

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 03/08/2021

I have also included the word of the day: Scarlet.

Mistletoe and Secrets – A Christmas Poem

Mistletoe and Secrets

I remember when I was small

The mistletoe hung in the hall,

I didn’t know what it was for,

But I recall clearly what I saw.

The family, gathered In fancy dress

Would all kiss each other, and to my distress,

Would give a secretive, furtive look,

when Santa gave me a colouring book,

and to this day, I remember still,

thinking he looked like Uncle Phil.

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 19/December/2018

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. 🙂

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/12/19/secretive/

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/12/19/rdp-wednesday-family/

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/12/19/your-daily-word-prompt-mistletoe-december-19-2018/

A Touch of Writer’s Block – A poem

 

 

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I feel I’ve hit a solid wall,

the inspiration will not come

The more I sit here and stall,

the greater I become more numb.

 

I need to stop and drink,

copious amounts of tea,

then immerse myself and think,

about where I want to be.

 

Have I lost my creativity,

To instigate and plot a story?

Or will I regain my proclivity,

to Imagine and end this purgatory?

 

This writers block has been extreme.

I pray this is just an awful dream.

 

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 23/January/2019

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/01/23/instigate/

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2020/11/15/plot/

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/01/23/rdp-wednesday-immerse/

FOWC with Fandango — Copious

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/01/23/your-daily-word-prompt-extreme-january-23-2019/

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Guess Who? – A Comic Poem.

I wrote this poem 2 years ago but thought it might be apt to repost it….

He was a man without much skill,

He stood there glaring and if looks could kill

We’d all have perished in the flame,

But one whiff of his stench, we’d be dead all the same.

He’d not come the farthest down the evolutionary path

His knuckles, he dragged and he needed a bath.

I think he was put on the earth to disrupt,

to enrage every saint and his good friends, corrupt.

But though he spreads lies and hatred and fears.

Hopefully, he’ll be gone in just two more years.

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 09/November/2018

And I add:

Gone in two more years, really, did I say?

Let’s hope he’ll be gone, in just one more day.

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/11/09/whiff/

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/11/09/rdp-friday-skill/

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/11/09/your-daily-word-prompt-farthest-november-9-2018/

The Haunted House – A comedy poem.

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This poem was inspired by this wonderful drawing by Kira of Kira’s Sunday Scribbles.

If you want to join in the challenge of writing something inspired by this great picture, click on this link below:

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/10/21/kiras-sunday-scribbles-13/

I have also included in my poem the following word prompts:

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2020/10/31/ghoulish/

FOWC with Fandango — Drawer

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/10/22/your-daily-word-prompt-disguise-october-22-2018/

The Haunted House

As I walked into the place

I saw a strange face

On the mantlepiece wall

The eyes followed me around

And to my horror I found

A man standing there in the hall.

He wore a Ghoulish disguise

And I hate those guys

So, I ran away up the stairs

With a chainsaw he chased

But I had him outpaced

And I hid and said a few prayers.

I pulled open a drawer

Then fell through the floor

And landed on a mattress below.

How the crowds laughed!

For it wasn’t witchcraft,

It was all part of a Halloween show.

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 22/October/2018

50 Word Thursday – Yearning for Solidity.

This poem was written for the 50 Word Thursday Challenge, this week hosted by Teresa, The Haunted Wordsmith. see her post here:

https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2019/04/17/50-word-thursday-16/

Here is the picture:

gargoyle - Kids | Britannica Kids | Homework Help

and here are the words:

and ne’er was a creature so true and so loyal
Dav Pilkey, God Bless the Gargoyles

Yearning for Solidity

It sits atop its castle walls,
lingering smiles on granite lips.
Bare and prone to whatever falls,
from pigeon’s droppings to rain drop drips.

Baked by summer’s sunshine rays
it never complains or makes demands
Without compromise or need of praise
enjoying the view that it commands.

It’s solid truth; accepted fact
That patience is a virtuous act,
and ne’er was a creature so true and loyal
as the silent, stately granite gargoyle.

I wish I could return to my youth,
Before I made a mistake and wed,
That flawed creature, a male, forsooth,
And married a noble gargoyle instead.

[100 Words]

copyright: Kristian Fogarty 18/April/2019

I have also included the following word prompts:

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/04/17/lingering/

FOWC with Fandango — Prone

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/04/18/your-daily-word-prompt-sunshine-april-18-2019/

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/04/18/rdp-thursday-compromise/

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2020/10/20/gargoyle/