For the 28th day of OctPoWriMo we have the prompt suggestion of sea shells (and other nautical things). I wrote a poem that is a made-up-by-me (as far as I know) in a shadorma-like style of 3-5-7-5-3 syllables.
ocean waves crashing
melody enchanting me
For today’s prompt from OctPoWroMo – flowing – I decided to go with a Shadorma for a fall-like feel (which we are finally getting a taste of in my neck of the woods!).
Vivid tango exploding
Light breathe drifts
From her weak body
Still waiting on her children
As life slips away
Inspired by The Secret Keeper’s weekly writing prompt, a Shadorma.
What’s the one thing or place everyone hates dealing with the most? Going out on a limb here: perhaps the DMV? It’s certainly got to be in your top-fine anyway. Well, my miserable week has been made extra-miserable by them; I reckon that means they have accomplished their job – or purpose in life?
Nonetheless, today’s prompt for OctPoWriMo gives me a chance to vent – creatively even!
World is against me
Help not found
Bureaucracy strangles me
For the people – Ha!
boys and ghouls
trick or treat costumes
most sweet cute and well behaved
others lack manners
Tonight was trick or treat night in out area. I was both delighted and disappointed with what I saw: a mixture of sweet, polite children and mannerless little brats, more of the latter than the former unfortunately. A microcosm of society? I think so …
A late addition to my less than stellar OctPoWriMo.
What do we fear? How honest are we with ourselves in evaluating our lives, be it as a hobbyist, professional, parent, or any other part of our being? That is the thought I took away from today’s installment of OctPoWriMo. The emphasis is on our writing – go figure, right – for this prompt. But as I said above, it can apply to any piece of our lives.
The prompt suggestions are in the post; I decided to write a Shadorma using the three suggested words rather than the Blitz.
Rarely left to chance.
We fear truth,
We feel we are too exposed-
So we just hold back
I have to say I’m really enjoying these challenging daily prompts, many of which push me out of my comfort zone and have gotten me to explore new writing styles. I didn’t really think I’d stay with the 31-day challenge but now that I’m into it, I’m pretty certain I’ll make it through to the end.
Looking at the prompt for today’s OctPoWriMo (elements) I could think only of smoke and fire and how they go hand-in-hand; I’ve taught my grandson since he was a wee-lad that “wherever there’s smoke there always fire” as we drive around seeing the smoke from brush fires and people burning their yard waste. It’s actually quite cute to hear him say, “Look Papaw, smoke! And where’s there’s smoke there’s fire.”
But today’s prompt includes the idea that there is a duality in the many elements, which I agree. And I could think of no better idea, for me, to show this than in the description of our prayers.
Petitions are made
A sweet scent
To The One
With love each and every one
The gift offered up
As the folks solemnly pray
I waffled on which stanza to lead with and think I prefer the Shadorma in this order; you may read it in reverse and prefer that, which is fine, too.
Psalm 141:2 Let my prayer be set forth before thee as incense; and the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice.
Revelation 8:3-4 “And another angel came and stood at the altar, having a golden censer; and there was given unto him much incense, that he should offer it with the prayers of all saints upon the golden altar which was before the throne. And the smoke of the incense, which came with the prayers of the saints, ascended up before God out of the angel’s hand.”
Today is day six of OctPoWriMo, a new to me challenge that I’ve really enjoyed thus far. “Life changes” is the theme for today’s prompt suggestion, along with using a counted-syllable style of writing. I chose to go with the theme (in my own way) and use the Shadorma again.
There’s so muchI’d change if I could
We can change yesterday’s loss
Set new course today
While its human nature to wish to be able to set back the clock, we know that’s not possible. I know I have regrets; I imagine everyone does. But time lost worrying over past mistakes is time lost that we coul be re-setting for no more regretting.
Day 4 of OctPoWriMo brings us the idea of magic and mysticism. The prompt words are: Fantastic, Magic, Mystical. I decided to try out a new poetry form, new for me at least: the Shadorma. I have see. It used a lot recently and having a form that is very similar to haiku and tanka, both of which I enjoy, I thought I’d give it a go.
The ideas that came to me thinking on these words were the new possibilities of each new day.
new day dawns
sun shining brightly
bringing a fresh attitude
all things are made new
Everyday we are given a blank canvas with which to work. How we use it, what we choose to apply to it are our choices alone. Yesterday has forever left us and tomorrow may never come; make something fantastic with today.
“Look here, you who say, “Today or tomorrow we are going to a certain town and will stay there a year. We will do business there and make a profit.” How do you know what your life will be like tomorrow? Your life is like the morning fog—it’s here a little while, then it’s gone.”
James 4:13-14 NLT