Boisterous bundles can become bold beings.
As blessings bounced and drained my brain,
Their stamina hard to contain,
I sought a sign,
Lines to define,
That one day they’d be right as rain.
When they were wee, I’d watch each hour –
Beg Heaven for the daily power.
They’d jump, take wing;
I’d stand and sing,
Assured one day they yet would flower.
These boundary busters, strong and sure,
Did test all limits to assure –
If fences hold,
Then truth be told,
The ground beneath
will stand, endure.
Outside the lines, where words ring fake,
The game is more than give and take.
Assailed by hearts
That issue darts,
May their foundations stand the shake.
c2017 by Linda Ann Nickerson
Image:
Adapted by this
user from vintage artwork.
This poem was posted
in response to these prompts:
April A to Z Blog
Challenge
National Poetry
Writing Month / NaPoWriMo
Five-Minute
Friday: “define”
Mad
Kane Humor: “power” – LIMERICK
Meme
Express: “right as rain”
Simply
Snickers: “watch,” “wee,” and “wing”
#atozchallenge
#napowrimo
That's great, Linda!
ReplyDeleteSmartly linked with so many prompts :)
Anita*The Explorer Of Miracles*- B For 'Beautiful Lie' #AtoZChallenge
I don't see things like this any more. Well done. I'll look out for moe of your stuff xx
ReplyDeleteI'm always amazed by your creativity and ability to craft something cohesive and beautiful in response to so many different prompts! Stunning poetry with a potent message.
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