Stranded in Burma – #poetry – #MarchWriting

13 Wednesday Mar 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in March Writing, Poems, Poetry

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Circa 1960

The militia drew upon us, as we tried to journey on

Amid guns, clashing, shattered souls against brawn

We fled in every direction, but we never got away

Some of us, left to die, alone, most every day

A new regime took over, nothing really changed

Led by men who hated, those who were deranged

Burma, is how I knew you, those many years ago

Myanmar took your name, oh, how I miss you so

Hunger and starvation, we knew them all too well

This country is no longer, the place I wish to dwell

The clashes still exist where, no religion has its peace

And I remain here, stranded, praying for my release

Myanmar (Burma) today: In 2011, the military junta was officially dissolved following a 2010 general election, and a nominally civilian government was installed. This, along with the release of Aung San Suu Kyi and political prisoners, has improved the country’s human rights record and foreign relations, and has led to the easing of trade and other economic sanctions. There is, however, continuing criticism of the government’s treatment of ethnic minorities, its response to the ethnic insurgency, and religious clashes. (Wikipedia)

March Writing Prompts – Stranded in Burma – Day 13/31

Raspberry Strokes – #poetry – #MarchWriting

12 Tuesday Mar 2019

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Imagine yourself swimming, in a bowl full of jello

You start to feel soothed, and somewhat mellow

You move your arms, doing the crawl as you go

Kicking and splashing, you move, to and fro

You’re trying to swim, but things get a bit sticky

Thus, finding out quickly, this is getting too tricky

You’re starting to slip, so you grab for the door

Oops! There goes the jello, rolling onto the floor!

Before it gets away from you, and you lose control

You try adding some fresh raspberries to the bowl

But they do not help, they’re just taking up room

And you realize the fruit, you’ll have to exhume

No worries, after all, they are still quite edible

And even jello without fruit, still tastes incredible

So try this next time, you crave this jiggly treat

Dip a spoon in, instead, and forget about your feet

March Writing Prompts – Swimming through raspberry jello – Day 12/31

Fact or Fiction – #poetry – #MarchWriting

11 Monday Mar 2019

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Deep within the mountains
On a planet, away, but not far
There lives a different people
Who watch the yonder star

And pray it hears them calling
So they may leave this place
To find themselves a better world
Much warmer, than outer space

Here, they live in drifts of snow
Piled high and out of reach
No chance for them, to escape
These walls they cannot breach

Still they can’t help but wonder
As each day, the light grows dim
How they might venture out
But things look mighty grim

No one hears them, as they shout
Most refuse to believe it’s not fiction
And so they remain, forlorn, forgotten
Humans, once, an Earthly depiction

March Writing Prompts – Fact or Fiction – Day 11/31

Bristly the Porcupine – #poetry – #MarchWriting

10 Sunday Mar 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in March Writing, Poems, Poetry, Tanka

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These aren’t the kind of needles
You might use to sew a shirt
In fact, if you prick your finger
You can bet it’s going to hurt

Now, you’d think it’s kind of silly
To walk around with those spikes
But this fella knows exactly why
Don’t bother him or he’ll strike!

And that won’t feel so pleasant
No, it’s worse than a bee sting
Next time you see a porcupine
Just let poor Bristly, do his thing

March Writing Prompts – Bristly but sensible – Day 10/31

Pandemonium – #poetry – #MarchWriting

09 Saturday Mar 2019

Posted by Dorinda Duclos in March Writing, Poems, Poetry, Tanka

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She found serenity, when she took the stage

With each graceful move, she would disengage

Lost to the dance, alone, no one else included

Caught up in the music, her world, so secluded

From all that had happened, and all that will

With a simple pirouette, and such elegant skill

She glided across the floor, a Prima Ballerina

Reminded them all, of the goddess, Athena

The eyes of those, who watched, and stared

Knew her beauty, could never be compared

They fell for her, she never paid them any mind

She created pandemonium, of a different kind

March Writing Prompts – Pandemonium of a new kind – Day 9/31

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Stranded in Burma – #poetry – #MarchWriting

Raspberry Strokes – #poetry – #MarchWriting

Fact or Fiction – #poetry – #MarchWriting

Bristly the Porcupine – #poetry – #MarchWriting

Pandemonium – #poetry – #MarchWriting

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