Category: Personal Poetry Writing Challenge

Personal Poetry Challenge Day Thirty-Nine

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Just got home from a great day at the Ottawa Comiccon.  Yup, I’m that geek.  The point is, my wife and daughter were also out (Somewhere else) so our dog was home alone watching TV.  I got here just in time to be with him during a thunderstorm.  That led to today’s verse.

My Lonely Friend

A dog alone stares at the door,
And prays his doggy prayer.
That Mom and Dad will soon return
For they are out somewhere.

It’s not that he is all alone,
They have gone out before.
He likes to chill and watch TV,
But this is something more.

A storm is near the thunder comes,
Poor pup is really scared.
He knows they’d be home if they could,
Now worries how they fared,

The rain is falling harder now,
He hears it on the pane,
And all his deepest terrors now,
Run rampant through his brain.

The thunder booms then booms again,
He’s quaking now with fear.
The thunder and the rain so loud,
No car door can he hear.

But even though he heard it not,
A car is in the drive.
And then he hears the front door key,
Now his family arrive.

If he were human tears of joy,
Would cascade down his face.
But he’s a dog so he just barks,
And jumps about the place.

So when your dog is hyper when,
You have been gone a while.
Remember it’s because you’re missed,
And you are loved so smile!

Cheers, Winston

Personal Poetry Challenge Day Thirty-Eight

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The whale which washed up on Canada’s east coast is on it’s way to the Royal Ontario Museum.  Hopefully it’s body will advance our knowledge of them magnificent creatures.  May it’s bones be an inspiration to all who see them.

The Whale & The Future

A whale died upon the coast,
It’s death was not in vain.
It’s being moved far from the sea,
The shore it shall not stain.

A far museum has laid claim,
Tis there it’s bones shall rest.
When tens of thousands pass in awe,
None fail to be impressed.

To stand before this titans bones,
To marvel at their girth.
I hope will help us understand,
Our place upon this Earth.

If we’re the cause of it’s passing,
We need to stop and think,
Of all the other’s still out there,
We’ve pushed right to the brink.

So if it’s bones can help us see,
At last to understand.
Then maybe it was meant to be,
It’s fate to come to land.

Someone who looks upon it’s bones,
May then take up the fight.
To end the hunt and save the whales,
Do what they know is right.

So grieve for it if grieve you must,
But celebrate its gift.
It came to us from out the sea,
Our spirits to uplift.

Cheers, Winston

Personal Poetry Challenge Day Thirty-Seven

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I work in a cell phone store so I often hear about new tech is destroying people’s ability to communicate.  This always makes me a little crazy. You see I grew up without even a phone.  Trust me, I know a thing or two about living in a simpler time. 

It’s Fear The Future

A lot of ink gets spilled these days,
‘Bout our pervasive tech.
Midst all the furor where’s the voice,
Just says, “Meh, what the heck.”

It’s not the end, it’s just begun,
Like every time before.
And as things change they stay the same,
And then they change some more.

Yet every time things change it seems,
Some lose themselves to fear.
No matter what the benefits,
Some just refuse to hear.

They close their ears and close their minds,
They just refuse to think.
Then when the world has passed them by,
They want to cause a stink.

But good old days were not that good,
Let’s not do that again.
I lived like that when I was young
Like now much more than then.

So just remember technophobes,
The tech is not to blame.
It’s what you do when you get it,
That messes up the game.

So when your teen insists on texts,
No matter how you hate.
Don’t think that this must mean the end,
Text back communicate.

Cheers, Winston

Personal Poetry Challenge Day Thirty-Six

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Still on the personal side.  I’ll change the tone soon.  Well as soon as the voices in my head move on.

Learning To Be….

I tell a joke I get a laugh,
I tell another joke.
I tell a joke I get a punch,
No more fun do I poke.

I try to learn from my mistakes,
Sometimes I don’t succeed,
If still I keep on trying then,
That’s some progress indeed.

I try to live a life of peace,
Hurt none who’ve hurt me not.
And as for hurts that I’ve received,
Forgave if not forgot.

Sometimes I’ve helped a stranger out,
‘Cause it was right to do.
But I’ve not helped out everyone,
There’s more that I could do.

So I’m a work that’s under way,
Will be until I die.
There is no way that I can fail,
Ask only that I try.

Cheers, Winston

Personal Poetry Challenge Day Thirty-Four

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I’m sitting here watching the steady rain outside my window.  Everyone I see says things like… “I wish this rain would stop.”, or “Days like this are so depressing.”  I got thinking about it and wrote this in response.

Enjoy!

Comes The Queen of Summer

I woke up to the rain again,
Some days I miss the sun.
But this is spring and all this rain,
Means that the winter’s done.

The birds are back their happy songs,
Fill up the sodden air.
And as they flit between the drops,
Songs say they just don’t care.

Soon leaves appear and flowers bloom,
Each day grows warmer still.
Right now it’s raining but I don’t
Believe it always will.

So as you look out at the rain,
Try not to be depressed.
For rain now means the Summer Queen,
Will look her very best.

Cheers, Winston