Wednesday Poetry Prompts

DOING MY BEST

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In these trying times
We can only do our best
To hold ourselves together
When it feels like the world
Is totally falling apart…
I wait eagerly for Spring
The arrival of signs
Of life renewed is uplifting
 
The crocuses are
Among the first arrivals
Along with other flora
Whose names escape me
It isn’t until the tulips
Are fully flowering
That I know the
Long hard Winter
Is finally behind us
 
Summer will come soon,
Too soon…with more heat
Than a body can bear…
Am I the only one who would
Pick either Spring or the Fall
And stay forever there?
In the meantime…tell me
When tulip time’s here!
 
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YESTERDAY / TODAY

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How horrible
Must it have been
In the days of sailing ships
To hear of the illness
Of a dear one far away
Knowing there was
Little chance of helping…
Leaving a helpless feeling
A gnawing at the gut…
Now we think we’re
Instantly connected…
But despite all the pride
In modern conveniences
Many things can make them fail
I know how it feels…do you…
When desire to show you care
And opportunity don’t coincide?
 

SHOCK TO THE SYSTEM

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A shock to the system…
All was going well…getting better
Then suddenly, a reversal of fortune
 
Not that everything was headed
Backward from the start…
Not that everyone experienced
Exactly the same…but the day came when
Nothing that was working mattered
The wrecking ball was loosed
 
Lies aplenty, belying all we saw
Lies great and small…
Whether self-serving or mean
Could be counted on
Day after day…with
Never an apology
 
In shock…a great nation
Became less so…
Backing away from friends
And embracing enemies
 
What did we have to lose?
Everything, as we came to know
 
© 2018 Robert Mihaly
 

DEMENTED

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He came from nowhere…
A nobody that nobody knew
What created the rage…
For what else can you call it
That brought a torrent of lead
Raining down upon a festival?
That he was sick…unquestioned
But what do we do now?
It’s still not time to talk about it?
The elephant in the room…
The insanity of guns being
Accessible even to the insane
Driven by the makers…
Purveyors of instruments of death
And the sickness that for too many
Happiness is a warm gun…
And for others…it’s only money
All forgetting the value of life

© 2017 Robert Mihaly
 
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WAITING TILL THE END

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We’ve been warned
The seas are rising
And as we refuse to see
The writing on the wall
We risk ever greater loss
We build our lives in
Precarious places…
Prone to disasters
Natural or not…
One day it will be
Too late…will we
Get a clue and
Leave behind a
Precarious existence
Or evacuate on the run?
Human nature says
It’s the latter
 

©  2016 Robert Mihaly

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Prompt: “EVACUATION” POEM

DON’T YOU SEE A PATTERN?

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I’m looking at the TV
And wondering why
Anyone thinks what we see
Is just weather…nothing unusual
Just keep walking…
Nothing to see?
How many 100-year storms
Can we have before the name
Becomes meaningless?
Already? Yeah…I agree…
As pieces of houses
Wash out to sea…
And those who won’t agree
Are invested in the status quo…
Don’t you see a pattern?

 

©  2016 Robert Mihaly

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Prompt: “PATTERN” POEM

BE PREPARED

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Like a ghost it came…
I would have been
Safe moments before
Free of worry…
But no longer did I feel safe
I know it sounds a bit
Unbelievable, but I felt
As if the wind had
Delivered a knockout punch
Even a check of the weather
Couldn’t have foreseen it…
Just imagine a huge punch
To a punching bag
Changing the shape…
Yet I was in a balloon
And the “fist” was a wind gust
Likely it was a collapsing cloud
That was the cause…
I learned that day
To expect the unexpected
And what else could I do?
You have to be prepared

 

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