Fatal (a Poem for Day Eighteen of PAD)

I'm posting late because I was so tired last night that I couldn't keep my eyes open. I went to bed and had a dream visit from my dad. That hasn't happened in a long time, so it was extra nice. 

The prompt for day eighteen is as follows: For today’s prompt, pick 2 vowels and write a poem using words that only contain one or both of those vowels. For instance, write a poem with words that only have a “u” and “o.” Also, the letter “y” is wild–so the words “my” and “gypsy” are freebies. And I’ll allow text-speak (or maybe I should say “txt spk”).

I planned to write a haiku, but as you will see there is an extra syllable in the third line. I'm still happy with it though.  

 

A Last Gasp

Fatal

In distant land, light 
rainfall drips, six skylarks sing, 
dying dads pass away. 

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Love’s Indecision (a Poem for Day Seventeen of PAD)

The poetry prompt for today, day seventeen, is swing. 

A Ride I Won't Forget

Love’s Indecision

Dangles
by a cable or chains, floats
back
and forth without contemplation, set
in motion
by determined fingers, soulless
feet,
the wind, annoyance. Ecstasy lifts me into
your stratosphere,
throws me back down. Not so much from fluctuation
or the               pause
b e t w e e n

your

lines,
but what you do to fill the silence—
lilt
between smiles and tears, drive the seat
of my life,
remove that which holds me, leave me
behind
in
the damp
and trampled sand. 

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You Blow (a Poem for Day Sixteen of PAD)

The prompt for day sixteen of the Poetic Asides PAD Challenge is science. 

I'm Just a Shadow Now

You Blow

I was your failed science ex-

periment—your volcano
that didn’t blow
the way
that you intended.
Now you sit home
alone
each night,
pouring vinegar
and baking soda down
your drains along with
contaminated remains
of love’s wasted
chardonnay. 

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