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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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:

• Daily Post: “curve”
• Five Minute Friday: “pass”
• Meme Express: “yield” and “yell” 
• One-Minute Writer: “beliefs”
• Simply Snickers: “yell” and “yonder”

Image/s:

Public domain photo –
 vintage image

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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:

• Daily Post: “solitude”
• Meme Express: “exciting” and “expert”
• One-Minute Writer: “giving”
• Simply Snickers: “extra” and “extreme”
• Thursday Challenge: “multicolored”
• Writer’s Workshop: “finished”

Image/s:

Public domain photo –
 vintage image

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