I Have a Dream

Written for https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2024/08/22/reenas-xploration-challenge-344/ This is a poem I wrote a years ago for a writing class I belonged to. Freedom I have a dream! A great man cried. To a cheering crowd. With no divide. I have a dream! To join together. Class and creed. Make things better. I have a dream! That in everyContinue reading “I Have a Dream”

Ready To Sleep

Written for https://skepticskaddish.com/category/poetry/poetry-prompt/ Slowly, silently along the shore, a wash of waves whispers, watching the sun pause before drifting into a soft slumber. It slides out of sight, ready to sleep. The moon meanders past a sprinkle of stars. A shift shared, but, only for a moment. Protecting the sleeping tide, a proud mother sharesContinue reading “Ready To Sleep”

Glowered

Written for https://weeklyprompts.com/2024/08/21/weekly-prompts-wednesday-challenge-cantankerous/ ‘No wonder I am cantankerous.’ ‘I only asked you who was going to do the washing up.’ Robert said. She folded her arms and pointed to the pile she already put away in the cupboard. It wasn’t like she was busy enough. The house, clean apart from this mountain of ceramic. SheContinue reading “Glowered”

Hope

Written for https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2024/08/20/photo-challenge-529/ Deep in our own thoughts, Everything seems worthless People attempting to help Perhaps there is another way Realise there is a light Escaping from the dark Scaling the walls of fear In our lowest moment Only way is to climb No fear, just hope.

Eldest

Written for https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2024/08/19/share-your-world-19th-august/ 1.  Is there a particular song that makes you cry or become emotional? I am not sure who sang it, but there is an Irish ballad, which is about a son coming home and his dad, who died before he could say goodbye. I remember it at Dad’s funeral. When my sisterContinue reading “Eldest”

Boots

Written for https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/category/what-do-you-see/ I never knew my dad’s brother until I was twelve years old. When we met, I must have said I enjoyed listening to records because he kindly gave me a selection of vinyl. It was an eclectic bunch, from Abba, Punk Rock, Pop, sixties and fifties. ‘‘These boots are made for walking’’Continue reading “Boots”

Safely

Written for https://lindaghill.com/2024/08/16/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-aug-17-2024/ ‘I would take the shirt off my back, but this needs to stop.’ David stared at his house mate, with a long suffering stare. ‘It’s just there has been a lot happening lately, and I don’t enjoy asking.’ ‘Look, this is the last time, but I have an idea. We could sitContinue reading “Safely”