“An ‘Elfje’ counts as five sentences.
Line 1 – One word. This word symbolizes a colour or feature. The word symbolizes the atmosphere.
Line 2 – Two words. These are something or someone with this colour or feature.
Line 3 – Three words. Giving more information about the person or the object. You describe where the person or the object is, who the person or what the object is, or what the person or object is doing. This sentence usually starts with the word ‘he’, ‘she’ or ‘it.’
Line 4 – Four words. Here you are writing something about yourself in relation to the person or the object. This sentence is your conclusion.
Line 5 – One word. This word is called the ‘Bomb.’ It is the essence of the poem.”
Thanks to MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting Music Prompt #12 on Miley Cyrus’s song “Malibu.” Also, I’m combining this prompt with the Day 1 – OctPoWriMo prompt about why you write or something that inspires you to write.
Miley Cyrus – “Malibu”
We’re like the waves rushing back and forth,
Dreams of sand and surf and of sky’s so blue,
We’re like the waves rushing back and forth.
Next to you it’s divine in Malibu,
And here I am writing this poem with you,
Dreams of sand and surf and of sky’s so blue.
It’s hard explaining, here I must write too,
Splayed near the tide’s edge on the ivory beach,
Here I am writing this poem beside you.
Next to you so inspired and reaching,
For soul deep words found here clear and true,
Splayed near the tide’sedge on the ivory beach.
Caught by turquoise ocean’s inner speech,
Motivated, words flowing with sky’s blue,
For those soul deep words found here clear and true.
Knowing our entwined love guides words on through,
Thanks to Lillian of #dVerse Poet’s Pub for the September 12, 2017 prompt onto use the words rain, reign, rein in a poem. Also combining this prompt with MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie last Music Challenge with the song “Pink Sunglasses” by Miranda Lambert. Going for the triple threat with Bjorn’s Bjorn’s #dVerse Poet’s Pub prompt on using an extended, well known metaphor without “like” or “as.” I’m going to pick up on Miranda Lambert’s metaphor of “pink sunglasses” which I think very much overlaps with wearing “rose colored glasses.”
Miranda Lambert “Pink Sunglasses”
Rein in your white horses, the Queen of Pink’s going to reign
She’s pretty classy, kind of sassy, in a bubblegum way.
All around her is dreary pain,
She doesn’t blink or feel the rain —
Pouring down, plastering her —
See-through t-shirt, guys inferring,
More than needs saying about her — bright pink sunglasses worn,
Her way to see the world, the old rose glasses cracked, ignored.
Pink is so much better, forget about rainy weather,
Giggle, leave behind the tragic, drink pink champagne whether —
You’re sad or too glad, pink masks —
Ironies, truth is, life is glass.
It shatters far too easily,
Rose lenses dimmed as pink’s appeased.
Cause you can buy plastic pink sunglasses to view the world,
For $9.99 they’re so easy to replace, cheap pearls.
Appearing in my pocket when I go anywhere ’cause —
There’s power in plastic pink shades, curing the bad that was.
Put them on when people are mad,
Wear them when you’re feeling quite sad.
Ignore naysayers without the pink,
Bringing rude negative thinking.
These pink babies don’t shatter or crack, if they do buy more —
Best placebo I’ve had while out loving life exploring.
Don’t care about the truth, reality is annoying,
I’ll pass by you dancing ’cause without pink, life quickly destroys.
Addicted to living with thick —
Sweet sugar coating of plastic.
Through the pink I see what I want,
And I do whatever and I flaunt.
Rose glasses go away, pink is brighter, it doesn’t fade,
My shades, wearing them I reign unafraid, I’ve got it made
Thanks to the ever gracious http://www.spillwords.com for publishing my new poem called “I’ll Fly Away, Oh, Glory.” The chorus lines are borrowed from the song “Fly Away” for by Gillian Welch and sung by Allison Kraus on the Oh Brother, Where Art Though? movie soundtrack. It’s an awesome movie too!
“This will get us there, you’re sure?” Avery asked the Captain. Her hands shook and sweat beaded on her forehead.
” Yes Madam, as I’ve told the other passengers, who are equally as persistent, this will take us to the first step.”
“The Stairway to Heaven? I can’t believe it. It’s for real, isn’t it?”
“Well, Madam Avery, that’s what you paid all your money for. This is the only ship that can take you there. We’ll arrive shortly. Ask a flight attendant to give you some pills to calm you down. Soon, you’ll never need medicine again.”
“But, what’s at the top of the Stairway? Streets filled with glitteringgold? No more crying and no more pain?”
“When we’re there you’ll know. Have faith, Madam.”
Avery looking pale and feeling dehydrated suddenly fainted. The whole idea of reaching Heaven by space ship seemed unimaginable.
When she woke up she was lying on a soft bed. There was a gate formed of pure gold and silver. Two regal guards stood nearby.
“You there, both of you, where is this? I was supposed to be in Heaven I paid a great deal of money to get there, ” Avery said.
The guards chuckled, “Madam Avery, don’t you know the Stairway and Heaven itself cannot be bought by humans.”
“But what am I doing here?”
“Quiet now. You’re in processing, they’re trying to decide about you,” one guard said.
“If somewhere deep inside you know Heaven was purchased for you long ago. If you know who bought it,” the second guard replied.
Avery stomped her foot, “I deserve what’s coming to me.”
The first guard shook his heads,” Wherever you end up, Madam Avery, you can be sure of that.”