The Beat Must Go On

Might be more out there than I usually am.  Hopefully not too far!  In response to dVerse Quadrille challenge, hosted by Mish who has given us the word “Drum” to play with.  I usually avoid the topics of the day but somehow, this felt like the direction to go in. I think I spent as much time creating my image as I did creating my verse!

 

 

 

Earth has lost her rhythm

Her drum is struggling

to keep time

 

So many instruments

trying to be heard

voices not melodious

 

Each believes it more

important than the other

cacophony

 

We need the backbone

that is the drum

to bring back some harmony

 

 

 

 

 

A Shed of One’s Own

Wow… would you lookit that. Me, combining two prompts. Who’d a thunk? It’s like this, see.  I have been trying to find an original way to use Crispina‘s fabulous photo (since Thursday) – including finding some of my own to accompany it (which I did) but the words would not come.  Merril told me hey, dVerse today is a quadrille – a poem in exactly 44 words, not including the titel – in which you must use the one word provided.  So I did, Today the word is close.  After a day out there, and despite many kind comments, I have revamped this. I didn’t like it.

A Shed of One’s Own

 

A room of one’s own, said she

It’s but an excuse

To close out distraction

And let her thoughts roam free

 

House is too crowded, she cried

Must escape the noise

A shed in the woods she found

‘Tis the perfect place to hide