Poetry

This hub includes four poems in response to Brenda’s weekly word prompt, “Adapt”. Hope everyone enjoys reading it.

When spring springs, it does more than just make the birds sing. It's one of the greatest times of year...

How often do we hear how "everyone is entitled to their own opinion"? And how many times it's but a defense-for-not-making-any sense? Here, I already started with a rhyme, so why not read the rest of this rhyming stuff.

Undisciplined mind is like a wild stallion, never happy to have someone on its back and never making the rider happy either.

The poem generally talks about my life when I was desperate but now am my own boss. Enjoy

Young poets need fostering and nurturing by others of their tribe. Without acceptance and encouragement, the creative talents might remain hidden, stifled and might eventually be lost.

A psychopath, a sociopath, or a narcissist - are all difficult choices to fall in love with... but a psychopath is the most difficult choice. So how does it feel to be in love with a psychopath? 3 Poems... Inspired by a true event... Read to find out!

Some choose a social image in their public appearance. Some just thrive on being who they are. That's me.

This is a small lamentation of my heart. I wrote it a while back as a small prayer and today I still want to say things like this, so, I share it with you. Have you ever felt like this?

The emotion of love is the most potent cure there is.

What to write? How much to write? How to write? -- Or it's just a matter of luck.

Having a life is a very individual thing and there is no one-fit-all formula for it.

It is not easy to navigate through life when one is young. Even to discover one's self can be a huge challenge. Some people choose to walk life's road with friends, but many, like me, make the journey of self realization on their own and that is certainly a difficult journey.

We live in an uncertain era where we face constant challenges and changes every day. With the advent of technology, this change is even faster and profound. People who consider these changes as temporary, and as challenges, adapt quickly, sail through life effortlessly and succeed.

These poems were largely inspired by the word prompt "adapt." The title poem "Be Like Water, My Friend" is also an expansion of a quote by Bruce Lee.

Life is like a maze; it's full of contradictions, particularly with regard to the youth. They must listen to the advice of elders as they chart a course into the future. However, the advice they get as they forge their way forward can be a source of confusion and might hinder more than help them.

A woman’s reproductive rights are HER choices

In response to my friend Brenda Arledge's word prompt, I started on Mother's Day and completed the next this poem about adapting to a world without my own mom in it.

Why something has to be killed so that something else can live? -- that's yet another puzzling thing in a mind of an idle retiree.

This is my response to the word prompt, " Adapt" from "Word Prompts Help Creativity ~ Week 52." Here recently I've been learning the meaning of this word.   I've learned so many new things like how to mow the yard or operate a drill, even spackling. In any case, I hope you enjoy these poems.

We almost can't blame the government for lying about their fairness, because liars can't help being themselves -- but we don't have to buy those lies, just to feel better about ourselves as the nation.

This article has some poems as a result of Brenda Arledge’s prompt, “Adapt”. Some famous quotes and music is also included.

Hundred unqualified critics don't make a poetry good, and a hobbyist's poetizing is at least free of a false writer's ego -- if not so often better, for which hundred unqualified critics may not have an eye.

Not in a habit of using their own mind, most of the people are just hooked on the programs of collective consciousness -- as if born to be followers, which has its worst aspect in following the minds of politicians.

"Like a Mother's Touch" is expresses the feeling you have when someone loves you enough to be in your corner. It isn't always the woman who gave birth to you. Sometimes it's a friendly face or the neighbor down the road, or a grandmother or Aunt, Father or brother or even your significant other.

"Heaven Scent" ia a poem I wrote as I reflected back on a few memories. Each year, Ron gave me hanging flower baskets for Mother's Day and usually a few other flowers for our pots. This day marked the beginning of our yearly tradition. He loved flowers like I do, so this year I've kept up with it.

Today, I felt like writing about how far I have traveled through the world of judgments and introversion. I have finally reached that pivotal point of loving myself more than worrying about if others ever will.

Narrative poetry is a type of poetry that narrates a story. It uses the voices of both the characters and narrator. Generally the story is written in metered verse but does not need rhyme. It can be long or short. The following is a modern narrative poem. See how it differs from ancient narratives.

Prose poem

Adapting probably means different things to different people. This is my own way of looking at it.

Wisdom is either displayed through relating with those closest to us -- or we are just some intellectual posers.