WFSC Creative Writing Facilitators Mike Deregowski and Kelsey Hoople challenge you to participate in national poetry month. 1 poem per day for 30 days with no working ahead. 😉
Overall theme 'The Great Escape'.
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Day 29 | April 29th | Dare
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29. Dare
We could see life as one big dare
Daring us to grow
Daring us to learn
Daring us to know
Daring us to yearn.
We could shrug and not even care
Staying as we are
Ignoring the facts
A journey not far
Not acquiring what we lack
We instead should consider it life’s fare
Providing us enough
Daring us to give
Suggesting that we love
Daring us to live.
(c) Linda J. Pedley 04-30-2020
Dare
Been decades since was on a date
At a restaurant I wait
How will she look?
Should I have cooked?
Been two years since I lost my wife
Two years to attempt to return to my life
Is this the right thing to do?
She was the only love I knew
Decades together
Thought it would be forever
Family grown
Now I’m on my own.
Someone new in my life
Unsure if this is right
When she showed
All of time slowed
She could be the one
If I don’t get scared and run
We’ll share some champagne
And I will dare to love again
​​​​​​​​​©April 30, 2020 J.E. McKnight
Dare
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Look at you, how you hesitate so,
On that last step before the leap.
Do you fear what awaits down below,
Or is it just too steep,
To venture safely down, whether you be
Hand in hand, or on your own?
Sit here with me, on this granite step you see;
Let me look at you, my how you have grown.
I remember when you weren’t yet a young man,
But just that boyhood face of too much laughter and joy;
Those were the days when all these clouds had yet to rain, when your tears hadn’t ran
Out of space on that face to stay; you were just a boy,
Not a man yet grown, content to…