Whatever you are up to this month, there’s no getting away from the fact that it’s HALLOWEEN on 31st October. Make your poems SWEET or SCARY!
Send your poetic inspirations to Linda Davidson:
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Picture Prompt:
Artwork: MR CHIRRUP THE CRICKET AND HIS CHOIR by Cindy Wider
The song that I will sing for you
will be the greatest ever sung,
greater than the loudest bell
that ever has been rung.
I will sing my song by day and night,
in sunshine or in rain,
and when my song is over
I will begin again.
And so my song will grow and ring
forever bright and new,
bringing joy to everyone,
but most of all
to you.
Image from Stockcake
Myrtle McGuire
joined a choir,
because she thought
she could sing.
She sang soprano
near the piano,
and here’s the
terrible thing:
her voice was a shriek
that lacked technique,
and started a chain of disasters;
the glass windows shattered,
and what really mattered,
down from the roof
came the rafters.
Photo from Pexels by Andrea Piacquadio
Sometimes when you’re out of sorts
and wound up like a spring
or plagued with nasty, angry thoughts
it really helps to sing.
Sing out loud, you can’t go wrong,
sing anything you choose.
There’s nothing like a happy song
to chase away the blues.
