FATHER'S DAY 2018/The Sunday Whirl -- Wordle #356

FATHER’S DAY 2018

It’s Father’s Day

OK….

Who takes children away

Who separates families

Tell them to return the children

No time to fiddle while Rome burns

Fire the last shot

The hour is late

From the tower I can see

More are coming

Fleeing from harm

Fleeing for their lives

In search of safety

Who treats families like animals

Who puts children in cages

Draw your last breath

Call home

Tell them where you are

Tell them you are not alone

Tell them you will pass safely

They will say

Honey, I was worried

But you are safe now

You are in the USA

June 17, 2018

Wordle 356  tell, alone, fiddle, shot, late, tower, treat, pass, harm, breath, call, honey

MEMORIES OF MY MOM/Verse Escape

MEMORIES OF MY MOM

As still as stone

The morning

A dusty blue

Over the mountains

The cloud filled sky

Outside my studio window

A gentle breeze moves the sage

Memories of you

The color of your eyes

Your kindness

Your touch

You were my Mother

All my days

Once again

You are here

I take a deep breath

June 16, 2018

THE WHAT OF IT/imaginary gardens with real toads

THE WHAT OF IT

What time is it

What day 

What week

What month

Sometimes hard to tell

The exact moment

We arrived

Or when we will leave

Or when we will be 

Escorted out

Banned 

Jailed 

Separated from our Mom

What is going on

Who is in charge

Is the complaint department

Closed

The door locked

I was already feeling shame

When I saw the flag

But now…

I don’t want to see it at all

Will someone grow a pair

Someone in the “family values” party

What is happening is a disgrace

So, what do you say about the “what of it”

June 14, 2018

LUST THOU ART, AND UNTO LUST SHALT THOU RETURN/poets united midweek motif/Lust

LUST THOU ART, AND UNTO LUST SHALT THOU RETURN

The neckline of her gown

Dropped down

A peach exposed

A fleshy pink

His eyes followed

And caressed each globe

“That wondrous charm of sex”

Whispered B.W. Procter

As he speared the melon

On his plate

Round and juicy

There is no explaining the itch

Biological urge

Fleshy lust

She was a hot blooded young woman

And he felt she owed him

He whispered “sweet nothings”

In her ear

Asked her to meet him on the deck

Half past one

The waves broke high

The wind blew straight

The sea always made him horny

Flesh to flesh

A sailor he would be

In his imagination 

He sailed the seven seas

The master of his craft

A legend in his own mind

Asses to Asses/Lust to lust

Lust thou art, and unto Lust shalt thou return

June 13, 2018

WHAT I LEARNED FROM LIFE/dVerse

WHAT I LEARNED FROM LIFE

What have I learned these many years

I suck on my eraser

Chew the covers of my books

The first lesson is 

I am not in control

Often there is nothing I can do

I stand witness

I mind my own business

I laugh at the rain

There was something about..

If you can’t say something nice

Say nothing

In the 8^thgrade I served 64 detentions

I couldn’t stop talking

Treat others as you would like to be treated

This seems fair

Help those in need

I scramble through my purse

For money to share

Never cheat or lie

It gets you nowhere

The truth in whatever garb

It wears today will do

You ain’t nothing special

No better no worse

Than your fellow man

So give him a break

Life isn’t easy for him either

June 13, 2018