Writing Exercise 168

Good morning!

Today's prompt was again requested by a member of the Daed Pete Society, and it made me think about big things that started out small...
Here is what I thought:

 

2019/02/26 – First Time (free verse)

First Time

Came into existence

The universe unfolded

With a bang

And expanded at an increasing pace

Forming stars and galaxies

That flew into the growing space

All things made from matter

In a Circle of

Evolution

Revolution

Convolution

Life and Death

Revolving around black holes

Where no one knows

Why no one knows

How no one knows

Time dies

And maybe starts again

With another Big Bang

Writing Exercise 163

Hello there!

This week I was prompted by someone from the 'Dead Pete Society' again, so here is my poem on something you likely use for more things than you think:

2019/01/23 – Fingers (poem)

Snap them

To the beat

Tap them

On repeat

Clap them

If you like the feat

Wrap them

When you do the deed

Flap them

As you feel the heat

Nimble fingers

Are so neat

Appreciate

What they create

Writing Exercise 159

Merry Christmas everyone!

May your wishes come true, the feast be splendid and the time with your loved ones worthwhile. :D
Here is a little something for you to read:

2018/12/26 – Merry Christmas (poem)

Baubles and tinsel and fairy lights

A shooting star in silent nights

Cinnamon and vanilla flavours

Gifts and wishes and favours

Choirs singing a heavenly song

Knowing that you belong

With family and friends and lovers

Powdered snow everything covers

Festive and joyful atmosphere

Wishing dearly you were here

From the heart I say – it's true:

Merry Christmas to all of you!

Writing Exercise 154

Hi there!

Currently i'm on holiday. But that doesn't keep me from writing. Here is this week's writing exercise, a free verse poem inspired by a prompt:

2018/11/22 – I choose you! (free verse)

On a bright day, quite nice quite clear

His darling asked him to go

To the nearest meadow

Where there stood an apple tree

The apples were quite ripe and delicious

So he went to fetch some for a snack

Collecting a few in the tree's shadow

He was oblivious to the heinous attack

Someone sneaked up on him

Threw a contraption and hit his head

He saw stars, then it was dark

Before he knew it he was trapped

No idea how to break free from that device

His powers sealed, his body dematerialized

He was caught in that cruel confinement

Where he waited

For his cruel fate

Worrying for his family as it was getting late

He tried to cry for help

Yet his voice echoed from the walls

His situation unseen and unheard

Helpless he had to endure

Brooding and planning some kind of revenge

On the one who so heinously captured him

Sorrow and longing for home in his heart

And it tore him apart

But suddenly

The spell was broken

The contraption was opened

His matter spat out

Gaining form and body again

He found himself at some foreign place

Staring incredulously at... a human child?

Its eyes sparkling and wide

All his anger fizzled out

He would never hurt

A kid, no matter the race

Especially if it freed him

If only he knew how to get home

So he asked for the way

Yet the human didn't understand

And uttered instead a command

Confused he turned around

To see a long lost friend

Who'd disappeared some months ago

In front of another human child

Its eyes just as excited and wide

His friend turned foe and attacked

“Just play along

If one of us goes K.O.

For now it'll end,”

He was told.

“This is your life now.

Welcome to Hell.

If you're lucky

Someday you will be set free.

Until then you will have to fight.

That human, your master, will care for you,

Keep you confined day and night.”

Confused he looked about

The child bellowed commands left and right

And soon he understood

There really was no choice

He started listening to that voice

In the faint hope he would be released

As promised

And return home one day

But for now the child held that contraption again

Cast that spell and trapped him again

Where he brooded and waited

Forced to travel and fight

Yet he couldn't really hate the kid

For what it was putting him through

It was oblivious to his world and his worries

Yet it genuinely seemed to care

Fed him, treated his wounds

Called him a 'friend'

And went on great adventures

But always when he was confined again

He would dwell and brood

Dreaming of the place called home

Writing Exercise 152

Good morning!

Lets start the week with a writing exercise instead of ending it with one, shall we? This sonnet was also prompted by my dear writing buddy from the Dead Pete Society. Enjoy!

2018/11/05 – Dry Spell (German sonnet)

In a world of wonders and magic

Where everyone wielded a power or two

You might think it cannot be true

But something happened quite tragic

When everyone basked in their strength

Suddenly our hero failed a spell

His magic gone – he couldn't tell!

But went to get it back at great length

During adventures to gain what was lost

He attained a cursed artifact at great cost

Activated it so the deed be done

A blinding light emerged from his hands

Hit everyone everywhere all over the lands

And from then on all the magic was gone

Writing Exercise 150

Wow!

This is writing exercise 150 already. :o
This means there are 150 weeks of continuously writing tidbits behind me. With this week's little poem, here's to another 150 writing exercises. :D

2018/10/28 – The Little Leaf (poem)

There once was a little leaf

Budding on a stem of a tree

To whispered caution it was deaf

Wishing to be wild and free

There once was a bright green leaf

Basking in the summer sun

It was of the certain belief

That flying would be so much fun

There once was a withered leaf

Watching all his dear friends fall

It was stricken with great grief

Knowing this was nature's call

There once was a crumpled leaf

Covered by a blanket of snow

It had a dream quite nice, quite brief

Of buds in springtime's morning glow

Writing Exercise 147

Hey everyone!

Today is a special occasion so I waited until today to do my weekly writing exercise. Celebrating the National Day of my country I wrote a poem for you. Here it is:

2018/10/03 – German National Day (Poem)

Let me praise you

My beautiful country, my nation, my home

Your landscape is so diverse and rich

From the mountains to the sea

Never have I felt so free

Have my constitutional rights, of which

I make use, my life to hone

Let me applaud you

By xenophobia let's not be blinded

Embrace cultural diversity now

Black, red and gold

Remember what history told

Be proud of what democracy can allow

Break free from being narrow-minded

And let me love you

Writing Exercise 145

Good morning!

This week I was prompted by one of my art buddies, so I wrote a poem about 'demons'. Here goes:

2018/09/18 – Demons (poem)

Everyone has their demons haunting them day and night

Some are very real, others are just their fears

Bringing the hardest men and toughest women to tears

Gripping and shaking them until they don't know left from right

Mine lurk in the darkness inside my soul

Laughing at me, taunting me as they tear me apart

Letting me know the real torture is only about to start

How can I live when inside I have this gaping hole?

Those demons are ghastly creatures

Behind each thought their jabs and punches are vicious

They find my silent suffering so delicious

And when I look in the mirror they bear my features

There are nights when I think this never ends

When I know against them I'm a lousy defender

But in the end I swear to never surrender

And hope that one day my barren soul mends

Writing Exercise 143

Good morning!

This week I want to raise a little awareness. So I wrote a little Haiku for you. Here it is:

2018/09/04 – News (Haiku)

Why are news mostly

About something horrible?

Notice the nice things

Writing Exercise 141

A new week, a new writing exercise! :D
This time I was prompted again by my buddy from the art group, and I decided to write a German sonnet for this prompt. Enjoy!

2018/08/20 – “shadows of big creatures soar through the sky, the sky looks almost like it's burning“ (German sonnet)

The sky is painted in fiery reds

There are clouds of ash and smoke

Ghastly shadows swoosh like a feather stroke

You think you're safe at home in your beds?

A roar erupts from the heavens like thunder

The earth seems caught in a conflagration

People tremble with dread and anticipation

That those creatures tear the world asunder

Flying death approaches from the sky

Don't hope for mercy for they will deny

You think there is a silver lining?

As the shadows soar over the lands

Your fate lies solely in their hands

Onto soot and ruins the sun will be shining

Writing Exercise 138

Hello!
I'm back again with another writing exercise. This week I wrote a little poem inspired by my plans for the week. Here it is:

2018/07/30 – the visit (poem)

My friend, is it time?

The air is filled with anticipation

Let me cross for you a whole nation

My promise is ringing like a chime

My friend, be patient still

I'll soon hurry there

You know, I'd go anywhere

To meet you, and I will!

My friend, don't worry

Time sure flies by

We meet again if we try

And none of us needs to be sorry

Writing Exercise 134

Huh, the weather changed so suddenly and my grand plans for today fell through. To let off some steam I wrote my frustration into this poem:

2018/07/06 – summer days (poem)

Summer days, where have you gone?

Yesterday it was so nice and hot;

Today you would believe it not.

Look what one single storm has done!

Summer days, come back to me!

I long for golden sand on the beach:

Swimming and sunbathing – a lot of each!

Why is the temperature ten lower in degree?

Summer days, I wish you well.

At least there is more than enough rain

For the flowers to feel no pain.

This is all there is left to tell.

Writing Exercise 131

Hello again!
This week I'm a little late. But I have a summer-themed poem for you to read. I hope you can relate.
Here it is:

2018/06/16 – cherries (poem)

Spots of red between green leaves

Full and ripe and glowing

Reaching over from the eaves

For what summer has been growing

Finally claiming that sweet taste

Oh, how long did I miss

Deliciousness in my mouth so chaste

As if it were my true love's kiss

Writing Exercise 127

Hello everyone!
Today I have reason to celebrate. Why? You will see in this little writing exercise of mine. ;)
This week I have a poem for you.

2018/05/15 – nameday (poem)

A name of my own

Of all the saints to be known

Today is a day of celebration

And a little recreation

No frost as of today

So the summer may stay

Here's a little game:

What's my middle name?

Writing Exercise 124

Hello there!
I recently read a good book which inspired me to write today's writing exercise. And it fit the prompt I was given by one of my buddies from the art group. So here goes this week's poem:

2018/04/23 – hollow (poem)

A gravitation so strong

That even light cannot flee

More alluring than a siren's song

Destroying every bit of me

What seems to be so hollow

Actually can never be

The truth is hard so swallow

Mass attraction is all you see

Information may or may not be lost

For what purpose if it is sole

Being drawn in comes at a high cost

The mysteries of a black hole

Writing Exercises 118 and 119

Hello again!
I'm awfully sorry I'm late. At least I now have two writing exercises for you. Here they are.
This is writing exercise 118:

2018/03/18 – clouds (Haiku)

A cloud in the sky

Watch it gently drift away

I wish I was there

And this is what I did this week:

 

2018/03/20 – Where's the rum gone? (Singlish poem, or is it?)

I dun have leh.

I dun have lor.

I dun have liao.

I dun have mah.

I dun have lah.

I dun have ha.

I dun have hor.

I dun have sial!

(For some reason, I don't have it. I wish I had it, but sadly I don't. I used to have it, but I don't anymore. It would help if I had it, but I don't have it.

I really don't have it.

I'm telling you that I don't have it. Don't look at me; I don't have it.

I can't freaking believe I don't have it!)

Writing Exercise 115

Hello everyone!
Today is my birthday, so I wrote a birthday poem. Enjoy this writing exercise and celebrate with me! :D

 

2018/02/24 – happy birthday (poem)

Another year has gone by

Another year and I still try

Blow out candles on a cake

A wish – what will it take

To make it all come true?

Will I stop feeling blue?

My friends have come to play

I hope they have a pleasant stay

My family is here as well

There's but one thing I have to tell:

The score it ten times three

Today all drinks are on me!

Writing Exercise 108

Happy New Year, everyone.
This is the first writing exercise in 2018. At first I wanted to write a drabble, but then I noticed that, if structured differently, it becomes a poem. So here you have my first drabble-poem:

2018/01/05 – good intentions (drabble-poem)

You might have had a bunch of good intentions,

Goals to achieve,

When the old year was on the brink of dawn

And fiery flowers illuminated the sky.

Have you had any opportunity

To make them more

Than just good intentions yet?

Have you taken the first steps

Towards the road you laid out before you

A few days ago?

There's only so many tomorrows and laters.

The time is now

To be true to your word,

And your promises to yourself.

Don't hesitate!

Make the most of today

And keep your intentions in mind,

So they may come true.

Writing Exercise 104

Today is a perfect snow day. So I decided this week's writing exercise should be about that. Make yourselves cozy at home and enjoy!

2017/12/09 – a day in December (poem)

Snowflakes are silently drifting

Watching from the inside

I find it very uplifting

From the cold to hide

The world is swallowed

By the clouds of white

Warmer days are hallowed

And the wish for light

Powdered snow piling high

The world seems frozen in time

Smoking chimneys heave a sigh

Christmas carols and a chime

Writing Exercises 096 and 097

I just realised I didn't upload last week's writing exercise. Oops. XD;;
Well, then you get to read two writing exercises this week.
Last week I wrote a poem on the topic 'Winter is coming' and today I wrote a drabble about 'skyline'.
Here is number 096:

2017/10/15 – Winter is coming (poem)

Golden leaves are falling down

Holidaymakers flee this lonely town

However, don't cower in fear

Just because winter draws near

Grab a mug of coffee or tea

And dream about the beach and the sea

Take your favourite book

Build yourself a reading nook

Or possibly you decide to bake

Make lots of cookies or even cake

And sometimes maybe the weather is fine

Then go catch a bit of sunshine

Anyway, there is no reason for sadness

Soon there starts the Christmas madness

Certainly winter approaches fast

But it's up to you to make it a blast

And this is number 097:

2017/10/18 – skyline (Drabble)

Imagine you could build a city out of your favourite books, with words as tall as skyscrapers. Who would inhabit this place? Where amongst these books would your home be? Would Frodo greet you sitting on his porch smoking or Samuel Vimes pound the beat around your 'hood at night? Would you meet Hermione at the supermarket or have a meeting at Wayne Enterprise? Would you go for a health check up to Doc Frankenstein or would a raven tap the window of your 10^th floor apartment? Just imagine how variegated and tempting the skyline of book spines would be!