Quiet Neighborhoods – Your Weekly Poetry Prompt 8/28/2020

I live in a quiet neighborhood,
most neighbors go to work each day
and spend evening time with their family.
Kids ride bikes and scooters all afternoon.

We hear the cries for social change
in a time of social distance.
We stay at home, hope for the best,
and won’t notice if it goes back to the way it was.

So raise up your leaders,
protect them from our tyranny through complacency,
put them in places we cannot ignore
and vote, god help you, vote.

quiet neighborhood
Photo by David McBee on Pexels.com

Struggles of the Past – Your Weekly Poetry Prompt 8/21/2020

Where your story is today, really, really makes you change the beginning.

Two Haiku came to mind as I contemplated this:

Struggles of the past
if you’re successful today,
are a hero’s tale.

Struggles of the past
will be the crutch you lean on
if you’re still in pain.

Where your story is today
Photo by Dom J on Pexels.com

Do Tell – Your Weekly Poetry Prompt 8/7/2020

Photo by Snapwire on Pexels.com

Sing a song of wonder.
Cry out loud and please exclaim.
Tell us of the thunder
that pulses in your veins.
Tell not of troublesome toiling.
Tell not of worrisome gains.
Tell what gets your blood boiling.
Tell what guides you without reins.