Poetry Prompt #8

[jede]

Since after birth
My whole life feels casted by the devil spell
Ever since I started walking on this earth.
I walk on sidewalks to hell.

My life has only been jagged
Living on a broken street
Where my soul looks so ragged
Until I couldn't stand anymore on my feet

Telling my mom: Can we all leave, please?
So we can find some peace to feel at ease.
Leaving to start over with broken bits and pieces
Where life would take a welcoming turn
Until we reach the point of no return

[jede]

I'm loving this. Is it too late to write something?

[farhanmalik]

your blog is amazing! I love how many different types of poems can be made with all the prompts you post

[Rhymeboy]

I was finally able to use the editor to highlight the words! Lol! I had problems before! The system flagged the previous entry as spam and saved it for review by moderator but would not allow it to be posted. So I re-posted it The previous entries of this poem here should be deleted!

THE JAGGED EDGE

I was walking down ---- the street one day
It was a neighborhood ----- I knew well
I found a neaby ------ bus stop bench
and I thought I would ------ rest a spell

This neighborhood was ----- my childhood home
and I never thought----- I would return
This is where Life ------ had taught me Death
and other lessons ------ I would learn

I thought about ----- my wretched life
and the circumstances -------- of my birth
and I wondered about -------- the reasons why
I was placed here ------- on this Earth

Then growing up through the sidewalk
was a dandelion weed
Its flower ----- was a puff of gray
for it had already----- gone to seed

I plucked the stem ----- and made a wish
I thought of Prosperity, Health ----- and Peace
I wished Happiness would spread ------ around the world
and that all ------- these wars would cease

And just to make ------ my wish come true
Or, just to put ------- my mind at ease
I looked up to the sky ------ and said
a very humble ------- "Please"

I started walking toward ------ the local bar
It was called ----- the Jagged Edge
It was where I changed ------ my life one day
and I made ----- a solemn pledge

Back then ------ my life was miserable
and I was ------- a nervous wreck
And I felt ------ as if the world was just
a noose around my neck

But then one night
at the Jagged Edge
I met a young man
who taught me this pledge:

I pledge to be Honest
I pledge to be Kind
I pledge not to be Angry
and try to find
a higher purpose
to use my mind

I pledge to be Happy
And try not to be Sad
I pledge to do Good
and try not to be Bad

I pledge to bring Light
to the darkest of places
And I pledge to make room
in the tightest of spaces

I pledge to do
the very best that I can
And I promise to be
a much better man

Yes ---- I try to live my life
by this solemn pledge
A pledge I made ----- one night down at
a bar ----- the Jagged Edge

Well ----- I arrived at the bar
which wasn't that far
And when I looked at the sky
I saw a bright star

Then ---- I was suddenly greeted
by a rather large ---- alley cat
and "Welcome" ----- was clearly printed
upon ----- the front doormat

Well ----- I cautiously opened the door
I saw mugs ------ full of beer and foam!
And all of my friends ------ were shouting at me
"Hey, Buddy! ------- Welcome Home!"

[Raku]

This is a jagged spell
That I know so painfully well
The sidewalk left to simmer
While the street cause bare feet to blister

Sweat continuously runs down the neck
Scorching weather makes going outside a treck
Steam will soon give birth to clouds
A welcome change for our weary crowds

So please bear with the ghastly weather
Keep the peace though your emotions may stir
Soon the rain will return
And wash away our concern

[N. Y. Sonnet]

Sorry that I'm almost a year late... Again, great prompts that really served to spark my creativity!

She clasps her silver locket ‘round her neck
And pulls a hood over her silky hair
Then slips through deadened hall, down crumbled stair
Until her face is greeted by night air

A tear grows in her heart to see her land
So torn by bloodshed, under Ares’ spell
With ev’ry loyal sidewalk trembling
Beneath each marching footstep, angered, fell

Is this the glorious country of her birth?
Now all is fallen to decay and ruin
Tall figures clad in black patrol each street
Unmindful of the stiffened forms there strewn

‘Any sight but this would welcome be!’
She sighs and shivers, not from wind or cold
‘Please give me back the city that I loved
Return to us our freedom as of old.’

And as she stands there, silent and alone
She takes her locket off, the ancient charm
For legend said it granted any wish
To those who wished for good and not for harm

With jagged breath, for fear the tales lied,
She lifts the locket’s lid; all noises cease
And in the hush, as light bursts from its depths,
She whispers to the night, ‘I wish for peace…’

THE END?

[GrimReefer]

My neck has a spell, i fall to the sidewalk.
My birth was on a street.
God said "welcome and please, wait for my return.
I am jagged and in peace."

[PoetryBree]

I like it...I am trying to learn how to write better from it...usually when I write I am struck with inspiration so it's a bit different.

[RhymeLovingWriter]

How do you like the prompt format PoetryBree? Good job on this one!

[PoetryBree]

I sit alone on the sidewalk

I rub my finger on the jagged edge of a rock

I throw the rock back onto the street

I let it return back in peace

I ponder my life, it's jagged edges

I think of all the different pledges

I wish the daughter I did Birth to return back home

I say please come back to where the horses roam

I will welcome You without regret

I will not try to strangle your neck

do I need spell it out

Or will you leave me to pout

[MHenry]

Thank you, RLW, the prompts do serve a purpose.

[RhymeLovingWriter]

The Kindness of Strangers

Hello
welcome to my haven
Please
sit a spell

You look tense,
as if your day was filled
with barbed, jagged challenges

Let me rub your neck,
perhaps your feet as well

The street is no place
to find peace;

Return to busted, broken sidewalk
may yet prove to obscure evidence
of your birth

Wouldn't you rather be known
even casually

If only for a spell?


(c) RhymeLovingWriter 2016

[RhymeLovingWriter]

This is actually a pretty cool poem MHenry.

[Sumyanna]

What a sorrowful, heartfelt write. Yes - peace should. Truly a beautiful poem Muttado1sb

[Sumyanna]

No worries, it seems life has happened to me as well. Am going to post the next prompt (a bit late) been on vacation. Thanks!