The End
If the moment came
that you knew it
was the last
time we would speak,
I wonder if you know
what your
last words
would be?
A short poem by Ms Moem
This is the last poem in my #DailyPoemProject.
The End
If the moment came
that you knew it
was the last
time we would speak,
I wonder if you know
what your
last words
would be?
A short poem by Ms Moem
This is the last poem in my #DailyPoemProject.
Stars
Twinkle twinkle
little star,
Why do you have
to be so far
away
from here,
in deepest space;
you touch us from
your distant place.
A poem about stars by Ms Moem.
This is poem 30 of my #dailypoemproject.
Over Dinner
We gather round the table
To discuss and digest the day
With plates of steaming goodness
Chasing hunger pangs away.
We eat until we’re satisfied
Our tummies have been filled
Our highlights have been highlighted
And beans have been spilled.
A short poem by Ms Moem.
This is post 99.5 of 100 blogs in 100 days.
This is day 29 of the daily poem project for July. The prompt was food.
Working Girl
She gets up each morning to
go to a job she doesn’t like.
Boredom spikes at around 10
When she realises she still
has hours to go.
Time slows
And every tick of the clock
Feels like a pause………..
Is she did what she loved
Her job would never be a chore.
A poem about jobs by Ms Moem.
This is poem 28 of my daily poem project.
This is post 98 of 100 blogs in 100 days.
Through The Eyes Of A Child
Encouraged to see strangers as friends
A trip to the park ends
With a grin.
It begins with a coy hello
And before you know it
You are running around together
Enjoying the simple pleasures
Of slides and swings.
Uninhibited laughter rings free.
If only we never lost those values
how sweet life would be.
A poem about childhood by Ms Moem.
Day 27 of my Daily Poem Project For July
This is blog 97 of 100 blogs in 100 days!
Wannabe Dream Chaser
You can list reasons
not to
chase
your dreams;
You could reel them off all day
OR
you could stop making excuses
and
get out of your own way!
This is a poem written by Ms Moem.
This is post 26 of my #dailypoemproject.
This is blog 96.5 of 100 blogs in 100 days.
Suppressed
She said
“He’s like a robot.
He gives nothing away.”
But he was taught
not to show emotion,
at least
not in the cold light of day.
A poem about feelings written by Ms Moem.
This is post 25 of my daily poem project. #dailypoemproject
This is blog 95 of 100 blogs in 100 days.
Mental and physical;
Emotional, raw.
Strength keeps you going
When you feel you can go on no more.
If you’re wondering if you are strong,
The answer is always yes.
Don’t underestimate
the silent strength
that you don’t even know you possess.
A poem about strength by Ms Moem.
This is poem 24 of my poem every day in July project #dailypoemproject.
This is post 94 of the 100 blogs in 100 days challenge.
Beauty
They say it fades
They say it wanes
They say if you don’t have it
Then that’s quite a shame
But it is not a possession
And the ultimate truth
We all see it differently;
Not just the preserve of youth
This little poem about beauty is written by Ms Moem.
This is poem 23 of my daily poem project. The prompt was beauty.
This is post 93 of 100 blogs in 100 days.
First Flush Blush
He was completely captivated;
under her spell
and on the brink.
He loved the way she
bit her lip and her
cheeks flushed
that certain shade of
pink.
This is a micro poem written by Ms Moem.
This is the 22nd poem in my daily poem project – the prompt was ‘pink’.
This is post 92 of 100 blogs in 100 days.