If I Have to Explain It

So many flavors
Is the taste in the food
Or in the taste buds?

This taste is not like the sensual allurement
Of deep, dark chocolate,
Or as the richness of coffee,
Each tempting, yet with punishment
Of an aftermath of palpitations if too much consumption,
As if to say, I tire of you.

No, this is a burst of continual happy
As it’s sweetness touches my tongue,
Absorbed by every corner of my mouth and down my throat
A soothing trickle, not a rushing waterfall.

Licorice, a flavor so unique, not an acquired taste;
Immediately you know.
So loved and appreciated by so few in comparison to others,
It must be a revered taste reserved for a special class.

Prompt: Write a poem that explores your sense of taste! This could be a poem about food, or wine, or even the oddly metallic sensation of a snowflake on your tongue.

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The buds are on the trees now
Everything’s alive
Seems like overnight
Brought life
One beam of light
One spark of hope
That’s all it takes
To change a view
And have it all make sense

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An Unlikely Garden

A small space
A jar on my table
Houses my philodendron
Water bathes it’s roots
In soil it’s breath was severed
Leaves turned sallow and withered
No sun nor shade could persuade
Water was it’s only hope
There is a place to flourish
Not always obvious to the eye

It is not in our choosing
The one who creates life
Can propagate life
I must be willing to follow

Prompt: For day 25, I am a day late. Write about a small space in my home and describe the emotional relationship, its meaning
To me.

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Lead Me

Do’s and don’ts
Wills and won’ts
Come at me
From all directions
Hold me still
In your will
I can’t compete
With perfection

You called me out
From this world’s lead
Still it’s
Heavy hand upon me
Oh thrust me forth
In my rebirth
With your blessings
Set before me

Prompted by the Holy Spirit

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Souls infection
Whets the appetite
Of all it touches

Infuses freedom
In forbidden places
Where no light shines

Prompt: Write two elevenie poems. an eleven-word poem of five lines, with each line performing a specific task in the poem. The first line is one word, a noun. The second line is two words that explain what the noun in the first line does, the third line explains where the noun is in three words, the fourth line provides further explanation in four words, and the fifth line concludes with one word that sums up the feeling or result of the first line’s noun being what it is and where it is.

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All Living Things

Land of the free
Is the land free?
To grow and yield it’s growth
To spring forth as it will?
We clear and cut and trim
Building while destroying
Making room for aesthetics
Not seeing the beauty
Of the wild
Can we be free
To set creation free?
Consider the balance

Prompt: A georgic (maybe). The care or use of something in agriculture
Earth Day, you know…

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I Don’t Even Believe in Luck

I can’t ignore a penny
When I see it on the ground
I’ve tried
Closed my eyes
Even walked right by
Only to return
That stinkin’ rhyme!

Prompt: An overhead saying heard sometime in life.

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