Sheila's Dribs 'n Drabs

He used regular white Paper for his boat And folded it To make it float. He used regular blue Paper to make a kite To fly the sky. He used regular sand Paper to scratch The scars and lines away That marred his face When age took him too far From boats and kites. He used regular bright Paper in many vivid hues And typed His story all his did-s and done-s and do-es. They disappeared. He used regular news Paper to line the bench And cover hope and tears. One day we read he’d died, Just as he feared. Written for ReadWritePoem ’s April 2nd prompt; use something for which RWP is an acronym to inspire your poem.

Smile empty soul And they won’t see The tears behind your eyes. Unstable land won’t let you fall If you hold tight to memories of lies. Count on your fingers, toes; There’s 30 seconds to Mars and war And dreams that no one knows. You switched the TV on, opened the book, and read the chapter - V for victory For dying - And you cried. Ah, empty soul Did memories and lies agree on this That no one else should see your eyes? I read another chapter now Becoming I for mine And 30 seconds slowly ticking by To wonder why. Written for ReadWritePoem 's April 1st prompt: use five CD titles in a poem. Being musically, or albumly challenged, I read five album labels from the shelves in my son’s room and made this list. smile empty soul 30 seconds to Mars becoming i Chapter V unstable