SKIN
When sweet and stiff
I felt young and strong
Living hollow, there was no tomorrowWhen red or not fed
I cared for dearth and death
Noticing as ever, there was no foreverWhen tickled and wrinkled
I wanted no dime but time
Doing worthier than doing betterWhen loose and smooth
I saw gravity’s beat but no defeat
I am no timeless skin, but no worthless life
I joined Writing 201: Poetry.
Today’s assignment: Theme (skin), the simple form (prose poem), and subtle-yet-effective device (internal rhyme).
And you said you were not a poet.
I beg to differ.
A poet.
You, are.
I’m
Not. Seriously! This one almost made me drop out. This is not my thing.
Thank you, Andy. You’re really generous.
Well for a drop out you did a fine job 😉
Now I just need to mimic Bill gates! Lol
Oh, better Steve Jobs 😉
He died too soon, so I’m going after Zuckerberg or Gates
Ha.. He is one of my heroes anyway 🙂
Steve?
Yes…
You are a wonderful poet!!
Why thank you! It’s quite a compliment for a non-poet!
Not a poet? This was beautiful 🙂 Fave line “I am no timeless skin, but no worthless life” Beautiful…
Thank you so much for dropping by and for the lovely comment. Appreciated!
You may have struggled with it, but you gave it a go anyway and you wrote some great lines.
Thank you so much for the considerate words. I’m grateful that you read it.
The jig is up , Lucile. You most definitely are a poet. I am amazed; I could not do this.
Lois, you’re so kind. I’m no poet, and I’m struggling to do this stuff. Thank you!
Nice use of internal rhyming, Lucile!
Sweating to make it rhyme! Not my thing!
Thank you.
Who ever told you that you are not a poet? I beg to disagree because your words are great! 🙂
I love the rhymes and the rhythm and the simple choice of words! Great job!
I love this – like a journey through the aging skin – beautiful xx
Thank you so much! I aged while trying to do this. 😉 xx
Haha 🙂 xx
roses are red
violets are blue
photographer, we’ve said
and freakin’ poet too
Haha you’re da man, poet!
I spent hours struggling to write this stuff and you just did one in seconds.
You should do mine today. A limerick. Ready?
Limerick…hmmmm, let’s see
There once was a woman from Amsterdam
Who photographed bridges and pieces of ham
No…I can’t do it
It was looking good so go ahead…
But pieces of ham? Change this line..lol
Attempt #2:
There once was a woman from Amsterdam
who took pictures of bridges
and made me same damn!
…no
hahaha it’s almost there. keep trying. love it.
Very well written.
Thank you so much, Peter. You’re kind.
This is good! The last line is the best line. You’ve captured a sense of ageing beautifully. 🙂
Nicely done, that is one difficult poem! Awesome photo!
Thank you! And again it is easier to make the photo! 😉