Sunday, May 25, 2014

May 25, 2014 Sunday Whirl/Garden of Sorrow/ Poets United Poetry Pantry #203







(Illustration by Nicoletta Ceccoli)



Garden of Sorrow
The smile on your face doesn’t fool me
Your hands flutter like tiny birds as you speak
Your voice a squeak like a little mouse
Survey what is before you
You point to the north
Dark clouds roll in over the mountain
And then acknowledge the other directions
And all that is sacred
You laugh out loud
It is as if you are reading the weather report
‘Warning of tornado in Taos county’
Yet you are stuck in the garden
Have taken roots
Rain drops fall upon you
Leave dark splatters on your clothes
Pigeons find shelter in your hair
Someone everywhere is dying
You are crying
Planting tear drops near the wall

Friday, May 23, 2014

May 23, 2014 Grey/Poets United/ The Color Green







Grey
Today is grey
Overcast
Rainy
A day without sunshine
A day in May
A day of grey
The grey of a dove
Calling for morning
The grey of a mouse
As he sits in the shadows
Of the house
Many birds are grey
Sometimes hard to tell apart
Grey is the color of my
True love’s eyes
Often grey is the shadow
Of brightly colored things
A song can be grey
A mood can be grey
A memory can be grey
Grey holds everything
Only holds it a little lighter


May 23, 2014

Note:  Photo by Debra Rueb, Port Aransas, Texas._______________________



Poets United Midweek Motif ~ The Color Green


Color Green
Mix blue and yellow
Opposite of red on the wheel
Bright to dull/light to dark
Often the master
Of the landscape
Trees, grass, ponds
And shadows
Green can sing solo
Or harmonize
With any other color
Feels lush
Symbol of money
Abundance or envy




Thursday, May 22, 2014

May 22, 2014 Writer's Digest/ Bird's Nest



Bird’s Nest
Safety
Security
Place of rest
Hidden
Up close
Far away

What birds do
Without hands
In spring
Gather materials
Carefully selected
From far and wide
Bits and pieces
Twigs and string
Make a whole
Master weaver
Thing of beauty
By thumping his breast
The inside is shaped
Something no man
Can master

Note:  Writer's Digest  Prompt:  Object

Tuesday, May 20, 2014

May 20, 2014 dVerse/ Faith in Drawing



Faith in Drawing
It is what I do
When working on a long study
Each day I begin a new
Tie on the day’s drawing
With the day before
A lot like ironing
Out the wrinkles
Making it smooth all over
Creating one drawing
Though it is made up of
Many days
Weeks
Months
Time stitched together seamless
However long it takes.......

There is no way to get in a hurry
Just slow down
Don’t make judgments
When I hear things like
“No that isn’t right”
“It’s not going to work out”
I gently put my finger to my lips
Shush.....just wait
Keep working
Too soon to know
If there is faith in anything
Let it be in drawing





Monday, May 19, 2014

May 19, 2014 The Sunday Whirl/ The Body Remembers

The Body Remembers
Perhaps it was the altitude
We agreed on a date
Nothing was forced
The people were kind
Hardly looked up when I came in
The room in order
Sun light poured in
Magazines on the table
Each spoke in hushed tone
There is a special smell
No chaos nothing out of order
What was done was done
The following week would be lost
I swam in a soup of pain
The body remembers


Dental work
Even though there was much
Deadening for the pain
It is a kind of disaster in your mouth
Soon the chaos will be over
I will return to my regular life
Having lost a week
This week I am found
Still... the body remembers







Note:  I have been dealing with some dental problems and the aftermath of fixing those problems….I did get to spend time with Laurie Kolp's book of poetry, Upon the Blue Couch  and Sherry Marr's, new collection, The Traveler Poems.  Both really wonderful!  Thank you both so much for your wonderful writing!