Silent Disco

DJ poised on stage to perform

The crowd wait in anticipation

He punches the air

The crowd roar

Then silence does prevail

The crowd dance

Punch their hand in the air

They dance the night away

Except for the odd shout

The music has disappeared

Head phoned adorns the crowd

Silence often is heard

No music, no singing

The crowd dances madly

They sing out of tune

They clap and whistle with delight

Once again the DJ not heard

Just the silent Disco is playing

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Sunny side up

 

sunnyside

 

My heart sings as the sun shines

Birds join me as they hear my joy

My smile stretches from ear to ear

The brightness motivates me

My eyes dance in the sunlight

Happiness is all around me

So quietly I focus on all that is here

Each wonder is magnificent

Beautiful and shining

Each day my eggs

Are the sunny side up.

 

Traditional Start

messiah

Huge hall filled with people

Anticipation and excitement

Then silence all around.

The violin plays the opening notes

People stand as one huge choir

Voices fill the air

Harmonious in unison

Remembering the king of kings

The celebration of Christ being born

Notes strengthen, confidence rises

Singing Glory to God

For unto us a child is born

Lastly, belting out Hallelujah

Raises the roof

A jubilant performance

One never seen before

Being part of a mass

Singing in harmony

The start of my Christmas celebrations.

Right TIme

After yesterdays news came today’s realisation, that its time for a real change. A chance to live more, not worry about the past or try and see into the future but to take the bull by the horns and make the moment the right time to change.

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No more waiting for the right time

no more waiting for your call

no more living in the shadows

Time has opened the door

This is the right time

for me to do the right things

to do what I want

for me to be me

and if you choose

you can dance with me

sing my song

live in my life

for its my right time.

Hope

Today the prompt came from “Hope” is the thing with feathers – (314) BY EMILY DICKINSON  It was asked that we added words, took out punctuation and made it our own.  So here is my attempt.

stormy sea

Hope is the creature with plumage,

It balances within the soul

He sings the wordless harmony,

Increasingly, his sweet voice rises

As the storm increases, I listen more

As the tempest becomes painful,

The little birds does sing with such enthusiasm

He continually keeps a glow

And in the coldest extremes,

On the strongest sea

Yet never in his wildest dreams

Did he ever ask anything of me?

New, Newer, Newest

Is this new, newer, and newest.

Have I just bought it

Was it just produced?

A new book, a film, a song

Is it a kind of now exiting?

Or appearing for the first time.

It’s not a new concept,

But new knowledge, just found

Its newness is unfamiliar,

It’s strange, a new idea

A visit to a place

New to me, will it make me better

Different,from the former me.

A fresh new start, unused

Will I be a new me?

So in a new era, a new world,

Planted with newness around me.

Flowers growing, fresh green grass,

New buds wakening,

The spring is here,

A new person awaits

So I ring out the old

And sing in the new