31 May 2012

Greatness


I am the One Spirit
That Stands,
Among this decay
Of our civilization,
Once so bright,
Once so promising.

Laden with gold,
Fresh meat
Bursting with trade
With our neighbors to the North and South
We, who were gifted with astronomy
Too being the keepers of time,
Had not foreseen our own time
Slipping away as we lived our days, and worked our lands.

We had not seen that our own beliefs could destroy us,
With the amount of sacrifice done at the Great Temple
Being so mighty, we had to engage in conflict with everyone
That also led to being wiped from existence.

Except, that our ways and language survived
To fall under recent academic investigation,
Our legacy lives on,
With the good and bad of our culture
We have carried on to the present day!

For the Trifecta Writing Challenge this week, the definition of "Decay" as "falling into ruin" was used.

26 May 2012

Sunshine


With the warm sunshine
I am among green
What made winter go?

For this Trifextra Writing Challenge, we were assigned to write a poem in three lines, three stanzas, or a poem of 33 words.

19 May 2012

Airport Bliss

For the Trifecta Writing Challenge this week, we had to respond with a 33-333 word prompt to the following image.
I go and land
Upon another's sand
I begin to moan
Wow, the Airport Security has grown!

Where are my suitcases and where's my visa?
To see the Leaning Tower of Pisa?
Ay, the suitcases are here,
My passport though seems not to appear!

Without digging my own pit,
I can find it,
To find my passport, I must need my mind,
Oh, this will surely be the find!

It is nowhere to be found, and I now got pulled over
For something too good to not be true
What will I do?
For something so small
Who do I call?
Has it only been me, or the person behind me too?

A ha, the visa has been found!
No worries, nothing to see here
With the security near
My clothes, suitcases, and bags a mess
With me being in a great state of distress!

With all the clothes and the gifts
Who did I miss?
Of the many family members to see,
Was I a good busy bee?

Addio, I am finally off
To not see the Leaning Tower of Pisa
Of which I needed my visa
To somewhere better I will travel
Walking along the gravel
Of the park near the sea
Will be the place where I will be happy as can be!