Two poems …

I wrote a couple of small poems…

The first was my take on an ‘echo’ poem* where the prompt was ‘edge’. I made U2’s guitarist, the Edge, (aka David Howell Evans) the subject…

Who am I?

When you are with friends, what are you called?
Bald!
You were born on which day?
Sunday
On whose guitars magical chords do you etch?
Gretsch
An item of clothing reflecting your personae?
Bandana
You travel the world in boats, trains... and?
Planes?
When you are on stage, what name do they allege?
Edge

My second poem is called Age and is a diamante poem. The prompts were a starting point of ‘young’ and an ending of ‘old’. The idea was for a smooth transition from young to old. See how I did…

Age

Young
Elastic, callow
Springing, laughing, everlasting
New every day, Seen it all
Bending, stumbling, aching
Jaded, painful
Old