Monday's Promts done on Tuesday.

Is it my fault if you lot can't get the time right? (LOL.)  This time zone lark makes keeping up tricky.


The Prompt from Monday Memories...is a memory of a sibling or an event, you can find them at http://memories-on-mondays.blogspot.com


Summer Memories.

The house I lived in when I was a kid

Had a old coal bunker out in the yard,

Long out of use, with three sides and no lid

It became the castle stronghold we’d guard.

A small private airfield was nearby,

Where gliders were launched high into the air

To soar and swoop while my brother and I

Pretended to shoot them, without a care.

Our guns, a pair of old stilts made of wood,

Our enemies, alien invaders.

We would shoot and kill as many as we could

Though they banked hard, and dipped to evade us.

Somehow it was never people we’d kill

The aliens summed up all that was bad,

There was nothing there to spoil the thrill,

We shared the good fun and the joy we had.

My brother kept score, counting our good shots,

I never wondered how he knew which hit

Somehow I killed few while he managed lots

And somehow it never mattered a bit.

My brother is gone, lost to more than death,

Depression stole him long before he died.

I could not grieve though pain tore every breath,

‘Til I saw a distant glider, and cried.

http://childrensverse.blogspot.com/ has given this picture prompt:

My bed is a boat,

At night I jump in

And off I will float,

Adventures begin.

Dancing with the elves

In a fairy ring,

Enjoying ourselves

While the firebirds sing.

Seeing far-off lands,

Animals talking,

Doing strange handstands

Instead of walking.

Sitting on the moon

Sandcastle making

But then all too soon

It’s time for waking.

Playtime in the day

Is fun, that is true.

So is the dream way

With my night time crew.

Finally, here is my response to Dodge's Tanka prompt.  http://dodgewrites.blogspot.com/, a constant source of inspiration!

Sadness

I have no heart left,

I shared it out with many

now I am empty

my soul's a void I'm hollow

I have no tears left to shed.