Here we are in September, and I’m still hanging in there with my post a day challenge. I have written a lot of poetry using different styles since I started in January. I’m not saying it has been great poetry. I’ll admit most of it wouldn’t win any contests. Surprisingly, Word Daddy has stuck with me through the ordeal. He still says he wants a raise. This month I plan to write Soliloquies. These are rambling monologues where the poet has conversations with herself. I believe this will be my biggest challenge since I don’t often talk to myself. I want to put a disclaimer right at the front of the adventure. The views expressed are the inner dialog of the poet. They might be total bs, but they are real. The first poem in this series I will call Saturday Morning.
Saturday morning, and the world seems light.
The feel of adventure is in the air
Gone are the dark clouds of the night
There is a journey we will share
As long as the rain stays far away
This is the perfect time for us to play.
I’ve been too worried about the world.
About things, I have no power to change.
Drops of despair, darkness pearled
Upon my soul so strange
It is time for them to evaporate
There is no room in my heart for hate.
Here we are on a Saturday morning
With breakfast on the fire
I find your smile so disarming
As my heart fills with desire
We still have so much life to live
And love is all I want to give.
The world can go to hell in a handbasket
It’s been going that way for years
Soon my home will be a casket
But I do not need useless tears.
It’s a bright Saturday
And I’m going out to play.
Who is Molly Shea?
Molly Shea is an accomplished fictional short story writer from Indiana who writes short stories and novels about a fictional town called Tecumseh. To read more of her short stories and adventures, click here.
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