Hi everyone, I have missed being here.
There is no better way to jump back in
then with a Challenge!
Over at Imaginary Garden With Real Toads,
There is the April Prompt-A-Day Poetry Challenge.
Today is a Free For All, no real prompt of sorts.
Which worked out GREAT for me
as I woke up with the words in my head
to yesterday's Prompt by the Beautiful Magaly.
"Speaking for Springs Stillborn Sprouts".
Mourning My Babies
Oh the sunshine these past weeks
Has felt so good upon my limbs
The snow and ice have melted
New life will soon begin
My babies are sprouting
In this early Spring's sunlight
Precious they are, so sweet and small
Such a beautiful, wondrous sight
Now the cold and ice are back again
To freeze my limbs once more
My baby sprouts are dying
It's my babies now I mourn
The past few years have tricked us
The weather's not the same
We awake to think it's Springtime
And those humans are to blame
They call it global warming
I hear them talk as they go by
My precious babies, frozen dead now
I mourn under the cold grey sky
Thank you for stopping by, Rasz
On a personal note:
I was so excited about this Challenge.
I love to write, and I love to write poetry,
altho' I do not know if I have a "real" style
and am hoping to find out.
I welcome constructive critiquing (nicely please)