Twenty-Four

Inspired by and written for Weekend Writing Prompt – Thank you, Sammi

Twenty-Four
Form: Free Verse

Sun rise
sun set
the ceaseless motion of
one day into another
mundane but never the same
echoes of yesterday
reverberate in tomorrow’s dawn
seeds of tomorrow’s dreams
planted in yesterday’s thoughts
sun set
sun rise
life awakens in gentle golden light
misted by sleep
awareness needs coffee
invigorating the mind into daylight’s productivity
overactive imagination
beneath the twilight skies
recalling mistakes
forgetting achievements
self-doubt haunting a mug of hot chocolate
sun rising
sun setting
every twenty-four hours a chance to begin again

Word Count: 84

©JezzieG2022

Bath-Song by JRR Tolkien

Bath-Song
1954

Sing hey! For the bath at close of day
that washes the weary mud away
A loon is he that will not sing
O! Water Hot is a noble thing!

O! Sweet is the sound of falling rain,
and the brook that leaps from hill to plain;
but better then rain or rippling streams
is Water Hot that smokes and steams.

O! Water cold we may pour at need
down a thirsty throat and be glad indeed
but better is beer if drink we lack,
and Water Hot poured down the back.

O! Water is fair that leaps on high
in a fountain white beneath the sky;
but never did fountain sound so sweet
as splashing Hot Water with my feet!

JRR Tolkien 1892-1973

JRR Tolkien
Born: 3 January 1892, Bloemfontein, South Africa
Nationality: English
Died: 2 September 1973, Bournemouth, England

Tolkien was a writer and philologist, best known as the author of “The Hobbit” and “The Lord of the Rings.” He was also the Rawlinson and Bosworth Professor of Anglo-Saxon and a Fellow of Pembroke College at the University of Oxford. He and his close friend CS Lewis founded the informal literary group “The Inklings.” Many authors published works of fantasy before Tolkien, however, the great success of both “The Hobbit” and “The Lord of the Rings” directly led to a resurgence in the genre, and Tolkien is often referred to as the father of modern fantasy literature

Let It Be by Paul McCartney with the Beatles

Let It Be
Album: Let It Be
Date: 1970
Genre: Pop
Artist: Paul McCartney with the Beatles

Paul McCartney

Paul McCartney is a singer, songwriter, and musician who gained international fame with the Beatles as their bass guitarist and shared primary songwriter and lead vocals with John Lennon. McCartney is one of the most successful composers and performers of all time. He is known for his melodic approach to bass playing, versatile and wide tenor vocal range, musical eclecticism, and exploring musical styles from pre-rock ‘n’ roll to classical and electronica. The Lennon and McCartney songwriting partnership remains the most successful in history

A Poet’s Quest by Vanessa Mae

A Poet’s Quest
1997
Classical Pop

Vanessa Mae
Classical, Classical Pop
Born: 27 October 1978, Singapore
Nationality: Thai-British

Vanessa Mae

Mae is a violinist and has achieved album sales reaching several million, and in 2006 she was the wealthiest entertainer under thirty. Mae also competed under the name Vanessa Vanakorn for Thailand in the 2014 Winter Olympics alpine skiing.

Rhythm 5 by Marina Abramovic

Rhythm 5
1974
Performance Art
Wood shavings, gasoline, fire

Abramovic’s view of life and performance reaching beyond the realm of awareness led her to create performances in which she sleeps or is drugged into unconsciousness to examine this crucial aspect of life. In “Rhythm 5” she created a star-shape with wood shavings covered in gasoline and set the wood on fire. After cutting her nails and hair and dropping them into the fire she lay down within the burning star. The performance ended when members of the audience pulled her out when they realized her clothes were on fire and she was unconscious due to the lack of oxygen within the flames

Marina Abramovic

Marina Abramovic
Performance Art, Feminist Art, Body Art
Born: 30 November 1946, Belgrade, Yugoslavia
Nationality: Serbian-American

Abramovic is a conceptual and performance artist, filmmaker, writer, and philanthropist. Her work explores endurance art, body art, and feminist art, the relationship between the performer and the audience, the limitations of the body, and the possibilities of the mind. Abramovic has been active for over forty years and refers to herself as the ‘grandmother of performance art.’ By bringing the active participation of the audience, focusing on confronting pain, blood and physical limitations of the body Abramovic pioneered a new notion of identity. She founded the Marina Abramovic Institute in 2007 as a non-profit foundation for performance art

Not a Good Place

Not a Good Place
Form: Raven’s Rovi Sonnet 51
Prompt: Obsessive Love

With you I am alone trembling in fear
I’m shaking as I try to understand
This imprisonment of you so near
Like a demon sucking up my self-will
Determined to mold me to your own desire
How did it happen? Did you slip me a pill
So, my inner strength burned within your fire
And you didn’t see that you made me ill
You didn’t care, I doubt you cried a tear
Perhaps my death was really your desire
For that is what I believe you had planned
As you made me feel like the odd one out
With my identity something to doubt
While yours was all you ever cared about

©JezzieG2022

Play Safe

A Garret Poet

Play Safe
Form: Awdl Gywydd

The breakneck speed of high tech
now beckons all, old and young
the world is in cyber space
but face facts before the fun.

Be sure you know a few rules
be calmly cool with your type
keep your details to your self
for your health, ignore the hype.

Do not give out your real name
as some games are not harmless
do not reveal where you live
to give little saves a mess.

Not all are as they appear
so don't be the one coerced
to giving away too much.
in such things it's safety first

©JezzieG2010

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Sunday Sonnet: Sonnet 18 by William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare 1564-1616

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimmed.
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wanderest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest.
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee