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I am participating again in the annual April poetry month writing at least one poem per day this month and posting them daily here, elsewhere and on my blog, the world according to cosmos, https:/theworldaccordingtocosmos.com Wednesday April 1 posted Wednesday April 1 Hope Springs Eternal in our Winter of our Discontent writer’s digest prompt Posted Hope springs eternal in the winter of our discontent On the daily news that fills us with dread Perfect storm of hatred, fear and despair
Everywhere we go nonstop fear broadcasted Despair fills my heart as I turn on the news Everywhere we are in the midst of the pandemic Simply put death is at hand Planning for the future yet waiting for death At worst we will all die not today but soon In the long term we are all dead Remembering the dead all around us yet I end this poem with a word of hope hoping for the best while preparing for the worst all I can do to stay sane as I await my fate on this dismal date April 1 is indeed April Fool’s date is that our fate this endless dance with death? and to end with a sign of hope I know that if I have you by my side I will survive I will survive until the end of time itself takes us to the other side based on writer’s digest daily April poetry month challenge to write a poem about hope I am jake Cosmos Aller the one an Only poetry super highway prompt I am Jake Cosmos Aller the one and only when people meet me they are transformed by my spirit my compassion and my dreams as all I meet fall under my spirit I look into their eyes bewitching their souls as they bewitch my soul as well becoming mad kindred spirits walking on the road of life itself going together no one knows where it will all end but we will get there as one spirit united by my cosmic spirit understanding grows as we converse deep into the night with each glass of wine we dive deep into the cosmos inspired by name the virus from Hell has arrived posted- all poetry contest, poetry soup version is the Virus King has arrived = as poetry soup did not like the word “Hell” the virus from hell has arrived catching the world unprepared it erupted out of China then began its terrifying reign wiping out thousands of people destroying jobs and economies killing people left and right it seemed like something out of our worst nightmares but at least it was not the dreaded zombie flu perhaps that is next's fall's nightmare as the virus from hell prepares for a fresh assault to finish us all off second poem for april poetry month © 2 hours ago, john Cosmos Aller Thursday April 2 posting The Bombs that Took Her Away - from writers.com prompt - posted all poetry and poetry soup one day I woke up from my dreams finding my self all alone no one was there to hear my screams staring at my now quite dead phone I plugged in my phone read a note it was from my lovely wife My Wife had just gone out to vote smiling thinking of my life I got ready to face the dawning day The TV showed the bombs that took her away Kimchi Blues Poetry Soup prompt April 2 based on poetry superhighway prompt for day 2 Kimchi From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia Jump to navigation Jump to search This article is about the Korean dish. For people with this surname, see Kimhi. For other uses, see kimchi (disambiguation). Kimchi Various forms of contemporary kimchi Course Banchan Place of origin Korea Associated national cuisine North Korea South Korea Main ingredients Various vegetables including napa cabbageand Korean radish Variations Baechu-kimchi, baek-kimchi, dongchimi, kkakdugi, nabak-kimchi, pa-kimchi, yeolmu-kimchi, gat-kimchi Cookbook: Kimchi Media: Kimchi Korean name Hangul 김치 Revised Romanization gimchi McCune–Reischauer kimch'i IPA [kim.tɕʰi] Kimchi (/ˈkɪmtʃiː/; Korean: 김치, romanized: gimchi, IPA: [kim.tɕʰi]), a staple in Korean cuisine, is a famous[1]traditional side dish of salted and fermented vegetables, such as napa cabbage and Korean radish, made with a widely varying selection of seasonings including gochugaru (chili powder), spring onions, garlic, ginger, and jeotgal (salted seafood), etc.[2][3] There are hundreds of varieties of kimchi made with different vegetables as the main ingredients.[4][5]Traditionally, kimchi was stored in-ground in large earthenware to prevent the kimchi from being frozen during the winter months. It was the primary way of storing vegetables throughout the seasons. In the summer the in-ground storage kept the kimchi cool enough to slow down the fermentation process.[3] In contemporary times, kimchi refrigerators are more commonly used to store kimchi. Oh yeah I got the kimchi blues every day since I first ate it back in the day long before i went to Korea ended up staying on in Korea after i retired from decade in the Foreign Service and ten years studying and living in Korea before I joined the Foreign Service When I first ate kimchi I was hooked sort of a spicier version of German sauerkraut which i loved on my top dog from Berkeley high school days then off to korea in the peace corps where I ate kimchi every day for every meal and eventually I woke up dreaming of kimchi and rice instead of pancakes and eggs then I knew that I had finally adjusted and was becoming half Korean and now I am a hopeless kimchi addict need to have my spicy kimchi which is so good for you perhaps even defeating the dreaded corona virus? who knows but I will be eating Kimchi until my day is done Friday April 3 Cosmic Poet Modified Bio Poem for poetry soup contest cosmic I am wicked, wild, wacky, whimsical i love my angela lee, coffee, nature I can solve gun violence, homelessness and climate change I feel anxiety, gloominess yet Joy-fullness as well I fear the corona virus, cancer and developing Alzheimer's Must publish my novels, ten books of poetry and movie of my life Currently resident of korea, west coast of United States poet Morphing monsters - old poem for writing.com Dark Dreamscape - not otherwise posted [] Note: From a real nightmare End Note I am in a room Drinking at a party And smoking weed Watching people all around me Change into hideous creatures Monsters from the deepest depths of hell Everyone in the room Has been transformed except me The Chief of them all Wears a Trumpian mask Complete with orange hair Half human half pig His deputy Wears the face of Putin But his body Half human, half horse The other creatures wear masks Many of them wear Green Pepe the alt-right Symbolic frog masks And have T-shirts Bearing alt right slogans And Nazi symbols And as they prance about They chant alt. Right slogans And neo-Nazi chants Jews will not Replace us And the rest of these creatures Are hideous ugly beasts With only a vestige of humanity left And these monsters are engaged In all sorts of foul evil deeds Murder violence death All around And non-stop violent drug-fueled orgies As these creatures Half human half monsters Half male, half female creatures Snort coke, cocaine, speed Smoke weed and drink vodka shots Scotch, bourbon and beer The Trumpian Pig leads the charge Starts engaging in sodomy with Putin Who chases after people Cutting off their heads with his sword They turn on to their fellow creatures Raping and killing each other and eating their fellow creatures All night long Then they attack me Screaming Jews will not replace us And I wake up Screaming As the sun comes up Just another nightmare