Moon
Maunders
Midnight magpie
Mirrors magic
Mute
Maps
Memoirs
Magnetic
Maudlin marquee
Muse
15/03/2019
I lie trying to read, but my heart maunders
as the rain taps at my red eyes window pane.
The loneliness niggles as my mind ponders.
My spirit empty as the hourglass shatters.
God give me silence from the weight grip of pain.
Bleakness devouring days lying in tatters;
music of my soul evaporates like smoke.
Unsought tears finally run somewhere and drain
in between the illness of old age to choke.
Where are the children I use to entertain?
6/8/2018
Poetry Contest: Rhyme Time 4- 10 Lines'
Sponsored By: Laura Loo
?Write a 10 line poem using rhyme scheme: A-B-A-C-B-C-D-B-D-B
?1.) Empty as the hourglass shatters
The history of the two hundred year war
T'was blackness at it core
A Feudal Economic plan
It good conscience it couldn't stand
Thousands died in fields of waste
Quenching its bitter taste
Edits like Dred Scott
Its effect not soon forgot
Raiding maunders of the Klug Klux Klan
Hanging trees and a poll tax plan
Atrocities committed in Rosebud
Civil Rights a justice thud
Dispensation in the name of Obama
No ending there but a coma
Today they march commemorating its story
In false glorification of its history