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Saturday

From zilch to zing: A-Z verses from vintage visages




From zilch to zing
Rhyming views on returning hues

The stairway from boring to bright
Brings frustrated frowns back to light.
From grainy and chipped
To zany and zipped,
We zoom to the zest and ignite.

As zombies, kept captive beneath,
No image of worth to bequeath,
We huddled and shook
As long as it took.
Till false proved the evil one’s teeth.

Our colors now glow without lamp.
Our spirits are no longer damp,
As boldly we stride,
No joys still denied.
For we from the gloom did break camp.
c2016 by Linda Ann Nickerson



This poem was posted for the April A to Z Blogging Challenge and National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo), as well as these prompts:

Daily Post: “stairway”
Meme Express: “zany” and “zip”
Simply Snickers: “zest” and “zoom”

 Image/s:
Public domain photo –
 vintage image
(Thanks to Sepia Saturday
for this image.)

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Friday

Yea or Nay: A-Z verses from vintage visages




 Yea or Nay?
A poet’s case for saving grace

I used to link laws with beliefs
As metaphorical motifs.
Inside, I’d simmer, yelp, and yell
To ponder bliss and flee from hell.

I’d measure where I thought I stood
Between the camps of bad and good.
And maybe, if I did it right,
My steps would lead to endless light.

At last, I tumbled in the grass,
Regarded yonder, took a pass,
And yielded to the roar of grace.
‘Twas anything but commonplace.

Considering my former stance
I’ve stepped aside from duty’s dance.
Though truth may grade not on the curve,
To rule on others takes some nerve.

So thankful that I need not know
Who may belong above, below.
For that decision takes a crown.
My pay grade sits a long way down.
c2016 by Linda Ann Nickerson



This poem was posted for the April A to Z Blogging Challenge and National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo), as well as these prompts:




Image/s:
Public domain photo –
 vintage image

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Thursday

Extra! Extra! Plead All About It: A-Z verses from vintage visages




Extra! Extra! Plead All About It

Unless I find some new ice cream,
I might resort to plans extreme.
The extra topping may be poured
Of wisdom’s gems let go, ignored.

My attitude is misconstrued.
Perhaps I need some solitude.
Exciting though the outcome be,
It’s simply not my cup of tea.

Opinions expert miss the goal.
Misgivings meet misplaced control.
And here’s the scoop. No need to wait.
Thus wins the loser candidate.

The multicolored re-spun quotes,
Like foamy frost on root beer floats,
Leave me unsatisfied at best.
We’re finished, and we’ve failed the test.

Democracy has been replaced.
Hypocrisy it’s about-faced.
No celebration’s toast with cheers,
But we’ll be back in four more years.
c2016 by Linda Ann Nickerson



This poem was posted for the April A to Z Blogging Challenge and National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo), as well as these prompts:





Image/s:
Public domain photo –
 vintage image

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