Wednesday, September 12, 2018

Poem: Another Run in with a Clown

I had another run in with a clown
That clown looked exactly like me
Except he had it all figured out
And here I am without a clue
Of who I am meant to be
What I am meant to be doing
And how I can force myself
To make things happen
So when I have another run in with a clown
I won’t think of myself as one

Written May 28, 2018 

© 2018 by Lena Kovadlo. Use with permission only.

Monday, September 10, 2018

Poem: A Different Outlook on Life

A different outlook on life
Is what I need to see the light

No more pretending
No more pain
There’s so much here
For me to gain

So much to do
And so much time
To make things right
To make me shine

I can’t surrender
I must fight
To finally win
And set things right

Written July 31, 2018

© 2018 by Lena Kovadlo. Use with permission only.

Sunday, September 9, 2018

Poem: Timeless Love

She stands there searching for something new
Inside his blue eyes like lovers do
Lost days forgotten, new ones ahead
For her no longer is true love dead
She’s found her soul mate, her best friend
She’ll be his partner until the end

No matter what she won’t let him fall
Won’t put him down, make him feel small
She’ll be his anchor, she’ll be his rock
She’ll be his vessel, she’ll be his dock
Supporting him through all ups and downs
And never letting her loved one drown

She hopes that he’ll do just the same
Be there for her through every game
That’s thrown her way by life unknown
Saving her from being overthrown
By her emotions and her fears
That hold her back and bring the tears

A bond like theirs can’t be broken
A timeless love now has awoken
It’s meant to be, it’s meant to flame
It’s meant to grow and have no shame
Forever written in the stars above
She’s always dreamed of this kind of love

Written July 17, 2018

© 2018 by Lena Kovadlo. Use with permission only.

Tuesday, August 28, 2018

Limericks: "Jeena Baked a Pie" and "A Guy Named Dan"

“Jeena Baked a Pie”
August 26, 2018

Jeena wanted to bake a pie
This dessert was her very first try
And when it came out
She gave out a shout
It looked like a bug with one eye

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“A Guy Named Dan”
August 27, 2018

A guy from the city named Dan
He was clever and he had a plan
He wanted the money
So he left his honey
And he became rich once again

© 2018 by Lena Kovadlo. Use with permission only.

Sunday, August 26, 2018

Poem: A Vampire's Game

In a fantasy dream
In the darkness that surrounds
There’s an alley abandoned
And a vampire that roams

He drinks blood from his victims
From brokenhearted women
He thinks that he’s saving them
From the pain of sour love

But he’s hurting them more
Because a love that is sour
Can become sweet at last
When a heart is open once more
To the possibility of a new beginning
And letting love in without restraint
Even if there is bitterness along the way

This poem was written July 17, 2018 from a word list prompt: darkness, fantasy, alley, vampire, blood.

© 2018 by Lena Kovadlo. Use with permission only.



Tuesday, August 21, 2018

Two New Limericks

“Grandpa and His Eggs”
July 31, 2018

A grandpa was carrying eggs
They fell down and cracked on his legs
Being covered in yolk
He turned into a bloke
For fried eggs and ham he now begs

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“A Lady Named Barb” 
August 13, 2018

A lady named Barb was a singer
When she sang her notes did linger
But the hiccups came out
And the notes gave out
She sounded like the telephone ringer

© 2018 by Lena Kovadlo. Use with permission only.

Monday, June 11, 2018

Poem: Stolen Diary

She went to the secret spot
Where her diary was hidden
And found that it wasn’t there
She checked everywhere else in the house
Even in places it couldn’t possibly be
But the diary was nowhere in sight

The diary’s disappearance
Could only mean that it was stolen
By someone who hungered for
The deepest secrets
The most inner thoughts and feelings
Buried deep within its pages
And yearned to expose them to the world

But who would do such a thing
Especially when no one knew of its existence
No one but the plush dog on her bed
That has been her confidante for many years
And the four walls that she’s trapped herself in
For a big part of her life

They say if you stop looking
That the missing object will resurface
But in this instance it doesn’t seem
Like the diary will ever be found
And all its secrets may no longer be
Under lock and key

Written June 11, 2018

© 2018 by Lena Kovadlo. Use with permission only.