Time to retire

Time to retire I’m mired in crossfire Past time to retire Last loss prime planned rhyme And reason sublime Grand stand please admire Alan Grace 31 July 2018 Admire Poetry   I will probably be stopping my blogging from tomorrow until WordPress 5.0 arrives. My reasons are: My theme may not work with WordPress 5.0…

When will WordPress 5.0 arrive?

Strive to survive I will still strive to survive I’ll chill stay alive to thrive It now seems alright To wind up this site Till WordPress 5 will arrive Alan Grace 27 July 2018 Wind Poetry   Would you like to share your favourite posts? Your post does not need to have a prompt. See:…

Recycle old prompts

Recycle old prompts New prompts demise deemed unstoppable Daily prompts easily droppable I’ll try to convince you to recycle anew Since old prompts feasibly swapabble Alan Grace 27 July 2018 Unstoppable Poetry Would you like to share your favourite posts? Your post does not need to have a prompt. See: https://guestdailyposts.wordpress.com/guest-pingbacks/ [The above line shares…

Thoughts about prompts

Thoughts about prompts For me conclusive thoughts are elusive Or each two mutually exclusive Sure WordPress stole Your heart your soul More abusive views wholly intrusive Alan Grace 25 July 2018 Elusive Other poems with this prompt (make sure you look at the member poems): Poetry It is now over two months since WordPress announced…

Gimme Chocolate

Gimme Chocolate Way up in high aerie sky sanctuary They wait for my eagle eye commentary Revolutionary debate Yay confectionary first rate I pray please don’t let me get dysentery Alan Grace 24 July 2018 Sanctuary Poetry ==================== Newsflash ==================== You are welcome to submit your best posts to this site: https://guestdailyposts.wordpress.com/ You do not…

Is Postaday next to die? Share your best posts here

Is Postaday next to die? As I pray to the sky I always wonder why WordPress team stole Our heart our soul Is Postaday next to die? Alan Grace 25 July 2018 Daily prompt: Jun 3 Sky It is sad new WordPress Daily Post Prompts had to die 😦   ==================== Newsflash ==================== You are welcome…

Greed vs fear II

Greed vs fear II The clock tolled we’d be in for a shock Bitcoin no way solid as a rock Though millions may yearn More zillions to earn Just wait for the next downturn tick tock Alan Grace 24 July 2018 Daily prompts: Shock Clock Poetry Today Bitcoin is now under $7750, Ethereum under $455,…

U-AARDVARK2 Daily Prompt Community: The journey continues

True or False: Do U need a clue? In U-AARDVARK2 The U needs a clue Umbrella or United for Maybe we see it’s true The U is for U Maybe we will learn The U is for U-turn? Please track other posts too In the pingback menu May my good turn Help you discern The…

Gimme cake II

Gimme cake II Oh what a famine or feast Now that daily prompts have ceased Lo perfection Thy midsection Give me cake to eat at least Alan Grace 19 July 2018 Note: my daily prompt blog is now at https://guestdailyposts.wordpress.com/.   Daily prompts lost Oh no, famine not a feast Give some bad prompts at…

End of the road? 700+ Farewell gifts

End of the journey for me? No boy on voyage or journey Give me power of attorney Live no more as wall flower Won’t cower in The Tower Don’t haul me out on a gurney Alan Grace 23 June 2018 Maybe it’s time to pause my WordPress journey? Only one view of this post yesterday,…

The guest

The guest Unimpressed wild west guest Depressed in WordPress nest Confessed it’s true Stressed more with new Next best prompts dispossesed Alan Grace 12 July 2018 P.S. I live in west Auckland, New Zealand. Jul 12 Guest I recycle 2016 Daily Word Prompts   The Spider and the Fly “Will you walk into my parlour?”…

Friendly Fire

Originally posted on Life On The Skinny Branches:
Is it a lack of courage Or a refusal to use it That defines cowardice I can feel possibilities Yet let them slip away As I stay with my Fear Arms locked like cousins Does that make me a coward Or am I just aligned with the…

Emily’s Poem – short story

Originally posted on Writing Beyond Ordinary:
Emily loved the idea of poetry, but could never quite master the art. She had so many ideas, but wasn’t sure if they were any good, so she’d never put herself out there. Afraid of rejection, of criticism, of never amounting to anything. Afraid because she had never been…

Daily Prompt Reblogs now only on Hump days (Wednesdays)

Deserted Last June we felt very hurted Left promptly in cold deserted Bereft of prompts new Theft of [gold] [goal] posts too Fast old Daily Prompts converted Alan Grace 10 July 2018 Alternate version: (which version do you prefer?) Deserted Last June we felt very hurt Left promptly in cold desert Bereft of prompts new…

Glass Houses ~ #MayWriting #poetry

Originally posted on Night Owl Poetry – Dorinda Duclos:
Silently, behind the window Lost, in a house of dismay Reflective moments in the glass She sits there, day after day Too many stones, left upturned Not enough time to amend them Excuses made, in every which way Shattered, as she tries to defend them Emptiness,…

The glass ceiling

The Glass Ceiling Thu, 03/30/2017 – 05:26 — Meg Tanner For men, there is no ceiling to hit, nothing restricting them, But for women, there is a glass ceiling. They can see through it, they can see what they could have. But they are stopped. Their paths and journeys are suddenly halted. They cannot reach…

Life In An Hour Glass

Originally posted on The Lonely Author:
Life In An Hour Glass ? Sometimes I feel as if I live in an hour glass, buried beneath a ton of relentless sand. We run, work, stay busy Make grand plans for the tomorrows that arrive much too soon. Whenever life overwhelms I pause to think about you

Looking glass

Originally posted on Megha's World:
I’m looking through a looking-glass The reality seems so bleak and the nightmares seem so true Pain, sadness, and anxiety  all have begun to bloom   I’m looking through the looking-glass My dreams and hopes are dwindling all the sunshine I was storing seems to be just ending   I’m looking through…

fabricated tells

Originally posted on A Writer's Soul :
The way the words spill out of your mouth, so naturally, As bitter as they are sweet, I clung to them like an addict hooked on that last fix, Lonely and vulnerable—looking for justification under false pretenses, We were two liars trying to convince each other of the…

False

The difference between false memories and true ones is the same as for jewels: it is always the false ones that look the most real, the most brilliant. Salvador Dali   Jul 8 False I recycle 2016 Daily Word Prompts

Cave of Delusions

Cave of Delusions The flame was dim, but inviting all the same It made the cave of my isolation more bearable I watched the light as it danced and flickered Reached for the warmth I imagined thawing my frozen heart Watched the shadows of my monsters perform across the walls I waited for the light,…

the cave

Originally posted on from sand to stars:
the cave darkness yawns to claim and hold the heart of nations deep in suspension. © said sadain, jr.  2018 ? ___________________ Related readings: ‘We Have Limited Time.’ Thai Authorities Race Against the Rains to Free Soccer Team Trapped in a Cave Thai Cave Rescue Will Be a…

Darkness by Lord Byron

Darkness By Lord Byron (George Gordon) I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguish’d, and the stars Did wander darkling in the eternal space, Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air; Morn came and went—and came, and brought no day,…

The Velvet Darkness

Originally posted on The writer's blogk:
A velvet darkness swallows me whole squashing my air out taking it’s toll and all I want is to breathe again to run and laugh with no restraints The lost and forgotten never truly gone hanging on to your spirit in some shape or form But the velvet…

Darkness Descending

Originally posted on Poems and Petals:
A shadow without light Would ne’er a shadow be named But rather darkness descending On never ending night Like moonlight shadows And shadows with light A soul’s sore pain echoes Sweet victory’s delight One side of a coin Is one half of a whole The yin and the yang…