I am present
in this photo
of an empty chair
I am still
steady and enduring
not rocking
I am the eye
that sees
an oddness, a beauty
and presents it
in a frame
to you
now you
are present
too
pic and poem by rachel mcalpine
daily prompt for Daily Post https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/present/
not a whiteboard
nor a blackboard
but a greenboard:
today you print unfiltered
50 ways to publish
but you forgot
to publicise
yourself
poem Rachel McAlpine cc by 2.0, photo (c) Miraz Jordan
Daily Prompt “Inscrutable”
If a zombie comes up the toilet
you can whisk off and fight it,
because you know the steps.
Put some Barbie dolls in a row
because zombies hate Barbie dolls.
They’re afraid they’ll chomp them.
You can also shine a light at zombies.
It injects them
and they die.
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Photo by RomitaGirl67 CC BY 2.0.
while you live
be taut
be canvas
while you die
be muslin
be light
let the wind
blow through
you can never be lonely now
you cannot lose
what you have shared
and spread
you skim the horizon
you melt into moonlight
you make the sky go bright
poem and photo by rachel mcalpine, daily prompt “horizon”, the Daily Post
that tiny child’s
tremendous eyes
she looks and thinks
but will she blink?
pink clouds puff
towards the brink
they are clouds
but they are pink
poem and pic by rachel mcalpine cc by 2.0
Daily Prompt https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/blink/
who’s that hunched
old lady
stout and shuffly?
lift your head
and see me, lady,
as I am
lift your head
and like me
as I am
poem by rachel mcalpine cc by 2.0, response to WP daily prompt
she loves her agile mind
and dreads the fog
fervently she favours
blueberries and kefir
and push-ups and planks
and tiny meals
she has a project
and a thousand friends
she dreads the fog
poem and pic by rachel mcalpine, cc by 2.0, Daily Post one-word prompt: Agile
nothing but juice
in an elegant sock
we loop and plod towards
a transformation
poem and pic by rachel mcalpine, cc by 2.0
Daily prompt: Loophole
Poems in the wild—Rachel McAlpine 