Remind me once again who I am.
I need to know
learn &
remember –
all at once.
©2019 Angela Prendergast. All Rights Reserved.
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November 1, 2019
Conscious
I heard the rain patter—as I awoke for life –
The silence of the morning
loomed thick, impenetrable in the air –
As the first breath filled my lungs.
The trickle of water – timely against the glass payne
Fingers and toes wiggling firm, stretching long
For truth in what’s cognizant – God’s hand in pure
Grey – lively trickles, cold and dense—
held pressure to me
The window soon cleared –
And I could finally see.
-Angela Prendergast.
Poem inspired by Emily Dickinson.
Autumnal Aesthetics
Gratified – all glory to autumnal aesthetics
For lilac skies, milky cream clouds, hot cider
For burning leaves that crunch, crinkle, clashing their consonances in
the wind.
For round, peeping hollows gleaming, glittering, carved in fright
Their purpose known to those who admire, sharing the story of the steady night
Maroons, browns, rich in chocolate allure
Delight, dazzling fire burning – ignite
Beauty in the decayed, when things fall to their end
Praise Autumn!
June 24, 2019
First World Problems.
-Individuality.
An idea omitted and replaced with affinity towards identical thinking.
-Identity.
Established through the perception of others.
-Selfless Disposition.
Terminology that has been joylessly expunged from souls, replaced with envy and greed.
–Compassion.
A subject caught up, lost, and drifted away like stubborn waves of the sea.
–Generosity
A word gone to hibernate for the winter, never to return from its gloomy cave.
-Happiness.
Gained from ownership of material items, manifested through flashy colors and gaudy gadgets.
These ideals of the present are the demise of our future.
June 17, 2019
Here is a sonnet I wrote about the sun. I hope you enjoy.
Aurora
A sonnet by Angela Prendergast.
Morning, gleaming bright, blinding
The middle child of the great beyond
Darkness drifts away in fright
Summer flowers; delicacy grows so fond.
Soundless, it rises and falls
Squinty eyes, liquid tears below
A march of the day, standing tall
Kisses all, from friend to foe.
Bright, bold, beacon of hope
An endless cycle to return
Lambent, luminous; all awoke
Steady, lessons for each child to learn.
More than the size of this sphere; fervent, bold
You allow human life to behold.
