Linda of Nickers and Ink brings us this week's prompt, freedom. Here is her offering:All we have of freedom,
All we use or know,
This our fathers bought for us
Long and long ago.
Rudyard Kipling
The Old Issue
(1899)
Memorial Day Poems – Dress Blues
A Rhyme Embossed with Freedom’s Cost
His uniform, it gathers dust,
And yet she keeps it, as she must.
For since she heard the word, bereft,
It’s all of him that she has left.
His many medals, multi-hued,
Recall his image, love renewed.
With pride and sorrow, in his stead,
They form a pillow for her head.
Her love was spilt across the sea
To answer calls for liberty.
Though he’s been gone for many years,
His memory still ties her to tears.
Parades may form, and troops may march,
Processionals of neatest starch.
And they salute the sacrificed,
Who gave beyond what could be priced.
She’ll line her walk with flags again
To honor all the fallen men
And pray for loved ones left alone
With nothing by a granite stone.
She’ll lay some blossoms by his name,
Her loyalty thus to proclaim,
And hold his empty hat again
Until she joins the freedom train.
(Kala Ramesh)
red dragon fly
in the sky of Tsukuba
no cloud
(Masaoka Shiki)
- Post your poetry on your blog. This does not need to be today. You can post any time during the week.
- Come here and enter your link into Mr. Linky. Other participants can easily find you by clicking your name in Mr. Linky.
- Enjoy the beautiful poems of the other bloggers.
- There is a new Mr. Linky each week so you always have to sign up on the current one. Please do not sign your name on Mr. Linky unless you are participating in One Single Impression.
- Mr. Linky will remain here forever. A list of past themes is on the sidebar. You can check back at any time for information on a past theme.
here is my bid for freedom
ReplyDelete..the coincidence of "posting glitches" mr. linky Continues!i've posted twice at sr. nos.11 and 12(having failed at no.10)..
ReplyDeleteMine is up! Linda's prompt and poem is incredible! :D
ReplyDeleteI exercised my freedom not to post a haiku or a haiga but dug up an old poem.
ReplyDeleteDear Andree,
ReplyDeleteKindly delete post no.11 and oblige,
Thank U..
I liked Linda's poem too - thanks for the prompt! :)
ReplyDeleteI originally wrote this for Weekend Wordsmith, but it also fits the theme of freedom, and as the piece I was trying to write for this isn't gelling, I present Silent Determination.
ReplyDeleteAdored this prompt. At the weekend, i enjoyed just wandering close to my home taking pics. The freedom of doing this simple act and the pleasure involved really touched me. I had to write a poem.
ReplyDeleteGemma
At first I wasn't sure I liked this prompt but ended up with some self-knowledge when I wrote the haiku that surprised me. Even the mandala I did surprised me. Thanks.
ReplyDeletei just posted my share of "freedom"
ReplyDeleteLinda, your link doesn't work - said the blog was not found???
ReplyDeletea simple gesture of stretching rights... freedom 101
ReplyDeleteWell, I've finally done it. I think my poem, "And Mom Said we Could!" is the epitomy of childhood freedom. Thanks for doing this!
ReplyDeleteHi everyone. I'm glad to be back. Must get to work and start writing. Got lazy on vacation but had fun. My 4 1/2 year old nephew kept me going.
ReplyDeletelove-bd
It seems like I've fallen into a pattern of posting on Saturdays ... (later than most) but mine's up finally at Sacred Ruminations. I'm hoping to see what others have shared after I take Molly for a walk.
ReplyDeleteHugs and blessings,
This is Farmlady.
ReplyDeleteI hope I'm leaving a comment in the right place.I've started Through the Window by posting a photo and a poem on Sunday, July 6th.
To me there is something beckoning and, at the same time, protective about looking through a window. There is always an adventure awaiting, and yet...,being inside is safe.
I would hope that this prompt will inspire some wonderful poetry.