Poetry

A response poem to Davy D’s question What Is Poetry? on the Go Dog Go Cafe

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it is a stir

an ache

rising from my core

growing in urgency

pushing to my surface

gasping hungrily for air

Echo on the water

There’s an echo on the water
at this quiet time of day
as the river slowly flows
before the world comes out to play
Silently I stand and breathe
and smile at what I see
For this really is a special place
where I am fortunate to be

Breathe ~ Acrostic Poetry Challenge

Poetry challenge: Acrostic poem

B – Breathe in the air of harvest night

A little walk

 

Just a little walk
although quite brief
is just enough
to bring relief
Breathe in deep
fresh winter air
and feel the wind
blow through my hair

Change

Change
Made noble
A makeover, loud
From nothing to everything
Promising future
Beyond self
Distant

Leaves

Leaves are our life blood.

They keep us alive.

Filtering the air,

that we all have to breathe.