Entries to The Daily Poem Contest. |
| For Boogie Very truly I tell you, when you were younger you dressed yourself and went where you wanted; but when you are old you will stretch out your hands, and someone else will dress you and lead you where you do not want to go. John 21:18 (NIV) From the old one whom others lead to the daughter of all finest hope that sparks in my own gathering night on this her birthday with joy I celebrate. May peace and content fill your days wisdom continue to guide your steps your life inscribed in the silent halls of time revealed in its manifold fulness. And as the years produce their bounty of goodness wise and gentle ways may your happiness be its own reward and blessings multifarious upon you lie. Yerdad, 26.5.2026 |
| Hoodwink Wool over eyes, misled by lies. innocence beguiled, by malice reviled. Belief betrayed when traps are laid. Goodwill doth sink it’s only hoodwink. Line count: 8 Rhyming couplets For The Daily Poem, 04.30.26 Prompt #30 for April: Hoodwink - Use the word only in the last line of your poem. |
| Keyboard Keys to the voice of hammered chords, resonance the name of sounding boards, sonorous deep and the morning bright, musical might and then touch so light. Line count: 4 Rhymed aabb For The Daily Poem, 04.28.26 Prompt #28 for April: Picture of piano keyboard. |
| Scoff Away, Suckers The sound of distant laughter may well follow you after but be of good cheer it’s the scoffers that fear and no great decision was made sans derision so allow them to scoff tomorrow is your payoff. Line count: 8 Rhymed aabb For The Daily Poem, 04.26.26 Prompt #26 for April: Scoff - No line may be longer than five words. |
| Barb Had a barbed wire today sent by an angry barber, barbs that were meant to say my home is no safe harbour. Barbara, once my sister and long ago my stylist, was shot at but he missed her, that barber disguised as cyclist. Barring all barbiturates, barbaric as I may seem (so to differentiate), this barb is only a dream. Line count: 12 Rhymed abab For The Daily Poem, 04.25.26 Prompt #25 for April: Barb - Don't use Sharp, Wire, Hook, Insult, Point. |
| Indecision Spring, newborn. uncertain. and hesitant to announce advent of more welcoming days with moments of bright sunshine, soon overcast with dark sorrow and winter’s occasional comments of bitter winds and cold disappointment. Line count: 10 Form: Etheree For The Daily Poem, 04.24.26 Prompt #24 for April: Write an Etheree (syllables per line are: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10). |
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Slings and Things Ooh-wee, ride me high Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come Oh-ho, are we gonna fly Down in the easy chair? Bob Dylan - You Ain’t Going Nowhere Speak to me of hammocks and whatever gently rocks, I’ll cast my thoughts back sixty year and sway through times that now appear, and this the song that springs to mind, of rock and folk and country kind, and I was right, ‘twas Dylan’s pen and Byrds’ version I remember then. Oh sweetest tones and harmonies, such celebration symphonies, to ease down into soft, suspended sling, when list’ning to such voices sing. Strange the places thus revealed from memories so long concealed one word alone will raise the ghost of times that were a better host. Line count: 16 Rhymed aabb For The Daily Poem, 04.23.26 Prompt #23 for April: Hammock - Use “sway” in the poem. |
| Torsion Insisting on twisting torsion its portion strain it’s maintaining rebound its ground. Automotive suspension locomotive invention car with a torsion bar softens the jar. Line count: 8 Rhymed aabb For The Daily Poem, 04.22.26 Prompt #22 for April: Torsion - Use assonance in the poem. |