Collage Prompt: Poem – Florette – “Such Guests” #amwriting #poetry #writing 


Thank you to MindLoveMosery’s Menagerie for hosting this collage prompt:

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My guest house, resides within

But I don’t feel right allowing–

Just anyone inside my own home

Guests like to roam, to destroy where they now reside. 

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My favourite friend is joy visiting, 

She shines brightly and never winces.

Anger comes in with wretched face

I tell him grace, will calm his raging –fire he spits

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Sorrow sacks the house, with no words, 

Brings anger and hurt with her to purge. 

But I serve them tea; she cries with tears,

Cries out all fears, sets the house right with kindness emerge.

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All these emotions come and go, 

Cathartic it feels, clearing my woes. 

Honouring them all, realize

These woes humanize me, make space within my soul. 

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Malice and shame, they wound the most, 

Ridicule my manners as host. 

Hate my guest house, demand refund. 

But they’re both numb; I learn from such awful ghosts. 

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My inner guest house is free for —

New glories to stride in and pour, 

Grace and mercy within my life

Now relieved strife fled, created much in me —more

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Poem: Alouette – “Head on My Lap”


The Alouette, created by Jan Turner, consists of two or more stanzas of 6 lines each, with the following set rules:

Meter: 5, 5, 7, 5, 5, 7
Rhyme Scheme: a, a, b, c, c, b

The form name is a French word meaning ‘skylark’ or larks that fly high, the association to the lark’s song being appropriate for the musical quality of this form. The word ‘alouette’ can also mean a children’s song (usually sung in a group), and although this poetry form is not necessarily for children’s poetry (but can be applied that way), it is reminiscent of that style of short lines. Preference for the meter accent is on the third syllable of each line (please see examples below).

Please visit Shadow Poetry for more information.


Man with Head on Woman's lap
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I worry for you,

My reasons see through,

No such opacity and —

You never look up,

Drinking coffee cup,

Living in your box of quick sand.


You won’t admit truth,

Reality isn’t proof,

What world do you inhabit?

Not ever seeing,

A blank lost being,

Following the white rabbit.


Life’s not Wonderland,

It’s not a game grande.

You need choose to be living,

Not a ghost fading.

A person jaded.

Wake-up, be aware, forgive.


We can’t live this life,

No passion or strife,

Dig-down in your belly, find —

Life’s fire hiding, soar —

Past limits, encore!

Joy, vibrance; be kind.


Love, you’re secluded;

Don’t live deluded.

You’re my everything, my fire.

Darkness you have found,

Devours you around.

Let us be flames who aspire.


Be not sad, life changes,

Alter our exchanges.

Talk, laugh; head placed on my lap,

Tell my your secrets.

All your woes, bleakness.

Let no thoughts keep your soul trapped.


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It’s Still Okay


Thanks to Madeeha who left #ItsStillOkay as an open challenge to bloggers. I am doing the same. If you want to participate feel free to and see the rules below:

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The task is to write a
paragraph/phrase/one-liner/poem/story/haiku/photograph/anything-else
which ends with the #ItsStillOkay and marks a perfect end to it!

Here are the rules:
1. Copy the logo and description
2. Write your perspective for #ItsStillOkay
3. Spread the challenge by keeping open nomination or by nominating at-least five fellow bloggers.

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There are terrible things occurring in this world.

There are many mean people, and more who are apathetic.

There are too many people suffering in their lives; the sad truth is, everybody suffers.

That’s what I think. But it’s hard to see through our own suffering, to see that someone else hurts much worse.

It is getting bad out there. I see many people who do not care about people. They care about pets, but ignore when a human has woes or dies.

And there are litters of animals getting the bad end of things too.

Rhino’s going extinct. Tiger’s disappearing. Dog’s left on the side of the road because they got to big and kind of smell.

Didn’t you google your breed of dog before you got him? Or put in the search engine: “cat’s that don’t cause allergies.”

Don’t you know that when an animal loves, they don’t see why you left them, what they did to make you leave them.

Animal’s don’t understand abandonment; they are meant to be cared for and they love you without fault.

And people who can think and reason cannot reason what they did wrong either, to have such a miserable life.

Why some should be so blessed and why others would have such deep sorrows? I don’t know but I know, there’s a God who takes care of us all.

Sometimes he tests us, sometimes he is using our suffering to teach us or help others see that there life is not so bad.

Sometimes we are at the end and he is saying, we are going home soon.

But I don’t know why there has to be suffering? I never understood it much until I suffered myself.

I don’t understand why there is so much affliction. Why there is sorrow and grief.

I just pray God keep me close to you, when I feel that I am so far away from His Glory.

I think that people need to be kinder, to help each other out more. I think we need to not forget about each other, as we move on with our lives.

I think we need to show more forgiveness. I think we need to forget about the past and take an apology not given from those who did us wrong.

We need to have more time where we just be together and appreciate each other.

Time where can be generous and help those who are more unfortunate in whatever their circumstance

I don’t understand many things in this world but I do believe that mankind (and woman too) can do good and be the change the world needs.

We need the good to balance the evil taking place. To help ourselves and our neighbours find a safe place, for in the end #ItsStillOkay.

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