Rod E Kok

Rod E Kok Oct 2014

Put your hand in mine
I whispered to
my newborn son
I’ll try to keep you
safe and warm

Put your hand in mine,
together we will fight.

Let me carry you, my boy
for your feet are weary,
even though they have never
carried a load.

Lend me your hand,
dear Michael,
for once you are gone,
I will see your prints
on my heart.

Walk with me
in memory,
dear child.
For someday,
we will walk
together.

Put your hand in mine,
and bid us farewell.

Lay quiet, my baby boy
Jesus will take you
home.

It is very sad that I am unable to post pictures to accompany my poem. To see the picture that really enforces this piece, please visit my website www.rodkok.ca and read Hands and Feet

#poetry #loss #child #octpowrimo #handprints

Rod E Kok Oct 2014

She is Enough

In this world that is pressed
for deadlines,
I seem to march
at my very own pace.

Sit back in comfort
my favorite café
providing a perfect setting
for creating a world
out of random words.

softly
gently

murmured voices
speak in a way
only a poet
will understand.

I will write my muse,
sharing myself with those
who care to listen.

as my hot coffee
cools down,
my thoughts turn
to the one I love.

She has never known
how enough she is,
for proper words
have always failed me.

And so I write
my words for her.

For when my time has come,
let it be said
'he finally told her,
better late than never'

Day 20, dear reader, brings us a prompt of 'better late than never'. Once again, I wrote 3 poems on this prompt. One of them is a light-hearted view of my day at work, the 2nd is one that needs a lot of work, and the 3rd is the one I am sharing with you. Although it may not fit the spirit of the prompt, it really is better late than never. Please enjoy.

Rod E. Kok
October 20, 2014

#poetry #lovepoetry #octpowrimo

Rod E Kok Oct 2014

Kiss in the Rain

a light drizzle falls
as we walk
hand in hand.

streetlights pale glow
cuts through the somber
dawn.
muted street sounds
keeps our path
tranquil.

damp shoes provide
no warmth to our feet,
but somehow that just
doesn’t matter.

a quiet shadow beckons,
I pull you into it’s depths.
wiping raindrops from your lips
no-one is witness
to an impassioned kiss.

soaked clothing provides
a cold barrier,
yet our romantic fervour
is heat enough.

a light drizzle falls,
but we are oblivious.

cloudy days provide
their own rainbow,
it only takes
a kiss in the rain
to see it.

Day 19! I am finding it hard to believe that I have managed to 'stay alive' through the first 18 days of #OctPoWriMo. It is a real challenge to write a poem everyday, never mind to write something that others might enjoy. I am very overwhelmed with the positive feedback I have received, and for that I thank you all.

Today's prompt is rain, and we were given a list of words we should try incorporate into our work. Those words are melancholy, drizzle, damp, rainbow, cloudy, grass and somber. I actually wrote 3 poems for this, and wasn't really satisfied until the 12th edit of the 3rd poem. And so, I share with you today's poem, and sincerely hope that you all get to experience a Kiss in the Rain.

Rod E. Kok
October 19, 2014

#love #kiss #passion #rainbow #rainstorm

Rod E Kok Oct 2014

A Polite Smile

Beneath black curls
beautiful eyes said
I’m wrong.

I’m not some experience,
much as I know
my grasp is better
to be weighed.

While time creeps,
caution.
They haven’t ignored it.
Waste time.
March down.
Crush them,
make an example
of his enemies!

It maddens me to listen,
explaining things that
accomplish much.

His eyes found themselves
locked on the wave of
anger, crying.

You gave the best,
you chose
a polite smile.

Dear reader, the 18th prompt of #OctPoWriMo is 'found' or 'blackout' poetry. We were asked to take the page from a book, and black out all the words that don't belong in the poem we want to write. I chose the book Lion of Ireland by Morgan Llewellan, and my wife chose page 350. And so, I took a picture of the page (I wasn't about to color in one of my favorite books) and armed with Photoshop, I created, or found, a poem. Please enjoy.

Rod E. Kok
October 18, 2014

Rod E Kok Oct 2014

Music We Whisper

I could swim
in what the sea says
is life and light
but watching our dreams
is music we whisper

Today, dear reader, we got to play with a magnetic poetry board. I used an online one, and came up with the poem for the day. There was no theme, just let let words take you where they may. Please enjoy.

Rod E. Kok
October 17, 2014

#love #dreams #music

Rod E Kok Oct 2014

My Take on Fairytales

I don't believe in fairytales
it's really not my thing,
I've never told my children tales
of dragons and of kings.

We’ve watched some shows
on the T.V
of Rubbles and the Stones,
we watched them drive around their cars
of ***** rocks and bones.

I’ve read them poems
of ancient deeds,
they rode a trojan horse.
Those bards of old
could tell a tale,
words of truth of course.

We’ve sung our songs
of buses wheels,
and Irish unicorns,
but now we hear
the beating drum
marching until morn.

I don’t believe in fairytales,
it’s really not my thing,
I will not teach them, I’m too prim
they really are quite Grimm.

Hello dear reader, today's prompt for #OctPoWriMo is 'once upon a time' and 'happily ever after'. That's right, we are delving into the world of fairytales. Nothing about my work in the past has indicated fairytales, but I really stepped outside my comfort zone on this one. I think this one is fun, whimsical, and downright playful. And it rhymes. Go figure.

Rod E. Kok
October 16, 2014

#poetry #rhyming #fairytales #amwriting #octpowrimo

Rod E Kok Oct 2014

Making it Work

Nothing was obvious,
nobody guessed.

Oil mixing with water
was not what
anyone looked for.

We were overlooked.

What was the attraction?
We are so different.

We’ve made it work,
meeting halfway on issues
that affect us both.

Neither hesitant nor receptive,
rather a calm acceptance of
meeting in the middle.

Thus we carry on,
apples and oranges
sweet and sour.

We meet halfway,
working hard to preserve
love and passion,
dedicating today
to improving
tomorrow.

Today is the halfway point of #OctPoWriMo, and it also marks the day I truly struggled to write something decent. Writing this piece was a labor of dedication, and if I hadn't promised myself to do 31 poems in 31 days, I probably would have given up, at least for the day. And so, perseverance is the parent of this poem. Please enjoy.

Rod E. Kok
October 15, 2014

#love #relationships #octpowrimo