Sunday, January 24, 2010

Prompt 100: Sunny Days

Jeeves of Silence is Poetic brings us this week's prompt, sunny days, and this beautiful poem:

During sunny days
Shadows dance to
Perfect attention.
Your artistic
Fingers leap to
The wall, and say
This is how birds flap
their wings.
Stuck to the wall of your
Artistic captivity
And my excited eyes,
I sometimes forget birds
Also fly borders and boundaries.

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  1. for me shadows are always evidence of a sunny day, I perk up and pay attention. Thank you for this prompt and your wonderful poem~

  2. Caught up in the moment, only the best of things occurs to us. If only we could freeze that moment...

  3. And then, are we bereft or grateful?

    Thanks for the prompt and the lovely poem, Jeeves!

  4. What a beautiful take on this prompt! The words were so delicate, and the last two lines were especially meaningful.

  5. I am thinking about shadow puppets and that sunny day. Well done.

  6. I recall so well the bird shadows which flew all over the walls on sunny days.

    My daddy showed them to me.

  7. love the sunny day poem, it's beautiful

    i'm a day late again, at first I was going to write something sunny and happy somehow i ended up with something else

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  9. I set out to write around "sunny days", about my own youth, but then, somewhere after the second line, it got a mind of it's own and wrote itself.
    I ended up writing about an old black woman, waiting for the glory of God. How on earth does that happen?