How? how do I learn where does patience come from when “It’s not fair” for the fiftieth time after a special-made breakfast made under the moonlight after a day of rushing and time is always tight because I was late for work — again — after we say “Sorry — the money is spent” on…
Poets
I am purple — royal — wrapped a monarch with a sceptre — scented gold be the purpose — powdered ink that divines — my kingdom I am a ray of white — sunlight blinded — impenetrable — bright a dissected rainbow — in my sight reflected on the unscribed — wax I am an…
Water Returned
A snowflake is an iceberg fallen into a warming sea an iceberg is an ocean wave melted on the plastic shore an ocean wave is a hazy sky pressing the humidex high a hazy sky is a raindrop running on smokey cars a raindrop is a river rough washing an empty salmon bed a river…
Autumn Thief
Paw prints cling to air Memory touches golden fur Dry ash coats my mouth Weeping salt stings sight Your breath, still, falls on my heart Autumn you’re a thief. ∞ Submitted as part of “National/Global Poetry Writing Month” (#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo). Today’s prompt: write a poem that: Is specific to a season Uses imagery that relates to…
Expanded
the phone calls would come — just after dinner time She would reach out across the miles and connect through a coiled cord — “ah-huh — he’s here — yes, Hadrian’s Wall — got it — I’ll tell him — yes, of course — I love you too, Mom” express more fully and in greater…
Blackbirds Fly
Blackbirds fly from the rusted chimney a talisman of smoke and wings choking my eyes with their stillness while worms walk their wasteland marshalling their parade out of a prison that melts away into memory. Sunshine collides with the clouds forging them into steel tears that baptize our salted corpse and resurrect hope from a…
Gee Whiz
golly gee — what if I were He … and I could sow what I would reap in the heart and soul of this family — we are family — aren’t we all? did you know — come on — did you? who doesn’t, captain obvious — oh, please grant me the serenity to change…
Storms
Above ground the clouds circled Below ground the waters came Caught in the cracks of the walls Down to the foundation through soaked Earth with sorrow and sadness while Fear and anxiety gathered in the storm Giving pause for personal reflection Held hostage in the core of yesterday’s Interior locked in its shadows, Jailed behind…
Letting Go
When to let go? when do I …? when does the holding on stop being pain and become a habit of always checking the door before bed always running a fork through my fish always hanging an ornament given by someone you don’t even remember of dusting dog bowls four years empty — when does…
What did the Grouse Hear?
What did the grouse hear as the Father talked to his Son — what did it hear in the reassuring speech, practiced over a glass of rye, in the repetition of “I will always love you”? Walking among the thin ground cover, random and haphazard, the mottled markings passed on from grouse to grouse as…
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