POEMS: Summer Invitation and Coping
These are both reposts from my Scotorum MySpace blog from the the summer of 2007. They were posted on the last Creative Poetry Corral blog challenge on MySpace, which was last Wednesday and Thursday March 30-31. The first one may have been my first CPC Saturday Share Collab poem, where poets leave a line in a comment and anyone can use it in any form to help make their own poem.
“Coping” relates more directly to the challenge topic of what the CPC means to me. Following a preparatory hiatus during this month, the CPC is moving lock stock and ballad to Friendburst, due to the severe downgrading of the blogging capability on MySpace which occurred last year.
Summer Invitation
Summer breezes in the trees
sailing out beyond the seas,
linking lovers near and far,
seem to say “hitch to your star!”
sailing out beyond the seas,
linking lovers near and far,
seem to say “hitch to your star!”
Where are they this summer’s eve?
Some for lovers they do grieve.
Some apart and can’t get leave.
Some haven’t met or don’t believe.
Some for lovers they do grieve.
Some apart and can’t get leave.
Some haven’t met or don’t believe.
Are shadows dancing in the night
playing tricks upon my sight?
Silhouettes of love’s duet
seem to play so hard to get.
playing tricks upon my sight?
Silhouettes of love’s duet
seem to play so hard to get.
When lovers embrace the night
they both bring each other light.
If it seems right, it IS right.
Find magic this mystic night!
The collaborators: Lady Cheryl Death, Chi Shaney, Here Kitty Kitty, Whatsername, Margie.
they both bring each other light.
If it seems right, it IS right.
Find magic this mystic night!
The collaborators: Lady Cheryl Death, Chi Shaney, Here Kitty Kitty, Whatsername, Margie.
Coping
Eating peas with a knife
brings such strife into one’s life
the goddamned things keep rolling off
I cannot cope; should I cast off?
brings such strife into one’s life
the goddamned things keep rolling off
I cannot cope; should I cast off?
What’s that you say? “Stay on the team.”
Things not as bad as they might seem?
Eventually I’ll find a boon
if I would just employ a spoon?
Things not as bad as they might seem?
Eventually I’ll find a boon
if I would just employ a spoon?
Now there’s a thought, use different tool.
Yes I can see I’ve been a fool
by failing with my futile way
when you knew how to save the day.
Yes I can see I’ve been a fool
by failing with my futile way
when you knew how to save the day.
And all that I needed to do
was come by here and talk to you.
I’m grateful, friend, you saved my life.
I’ll not again eat peas with knife.
was come by here and talk to you.
I’m grateful, friend, you saved my life.
I’ll not again eat peas with knife.
Life on one’s own feeds ego’s needs
till we get lost in our own weeds.
When hopelessness within us dwells
our friends can save us from ourselves.
© 2007 RGD
till we get lost in our own weeds.
When hopelessness within us dwells
our friends can save us from ourselves.
© 2007 RGD
Both poems are just awesome very ejoying read here Bob … Hugs :entertained:
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