I remember going to the beach
And how we stayed up all night packing
As if we were going for week
Loaded everything up in the car
Sans the kitchen sink on little to no sleep
Pulling out in the dark, yet it wasnāt far
Arriving while the tide was still high
The fog breathed heavy, fast asleep
As I shivered with blue and purple thighs
We set up camp at the waters edge
Wrapped in blankets waiting for the heat
Making a claim on premium stead
Sometimes I donāt even know
When my cuppa life overflows
With substance others canāt hold
Until I am reminded and told
By the envious eyes that behold
The rich, sweetness that shows
To those who lost control and let go
Now standing naked and alone
Wandering souls and haters exposed
As I fill their cups with a bounty of hope
Iām happy to help
Once I take care of myself
It will all be dealt
Itās truly June gloom,
yet it doesnāt mean weāre doomed
reverse of belief
Itās what we need to succeed
On this reef as the sun peeks
Seize the moments of opportunity
Those that arrive few and far in betweenĀ
Our time and space knows no immunityĀ
Seize the moments of opportunity
Discover power ending with unityĀ
The possibilities yet to be seen
Seize the moments of opportunityĀ
Those that arrive few and far in between
Written in response to an IG prompt that called for a Triolet poem, which I havenāt done in a looooong while, so this was my response.Ā
My mind is always seeking peace
Yet my soul never seems to sleep
Not even a wink
It constantly speaks
To give me nothing but grief
That makes me think
When I should be fast asleepĀ
Else counting sheep
Much like you I find
Myself easily obsessed
With these writing prompts
In response to:Ā https://ronovanwrites.com/2018/04/30/ronovanwrites-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-199-obsessedyou/
