"I Regret to Inform You..."/Poets United Poets Pantry -- the sunday whirl Wordle #378

“I Regret to Inform You…”

“I regret to inform you….”

So many sad-news-letters begin 

The news on TV

Should begin this way

So much of it bad

“He sailed away

Never to be heard from

His boat adrift on a foreign sea”

The ebb and flow of life

The highs and lows

The comings and goings

The finding of things unexpected

We stand on the fringe

And cheer with the crowd

Things aren’t perfect

But we are told, we are free

“I regret to inform you…”

Comes with such a sting

The words pierce the heart

Your breath catches in your throat

November 25, 2018

 Wordle #378

A Letter to You/mini challenge imaginary gardens with real toads

A Letter To You

Empty

I feel to the bottom

With my fingers

Nothing there

I close the book on that chapter

I take up my pen

Find words

Write to you a letter

Now my thoughts are full

I tell you all that has happened

Since that day in May

And how blue the sky

November 24, 2018

I Beckon to You to Share My Bed/dVerse

I Beckon to You to Share My Bed

You forget I am a dinosaur

You ask me to speak

Yet, I remain silent

I look around for escape

The windows are shut

The doors are all locked

There is no escape

I sit quietly

What can I say

What can I share

Slowly the words come to me

The wall paper burns

The walls blister

The fire in the hearth

Is smothered

Deprived of oxygen

At last I speak

I would not want to go on

Without you

I beckon to you to share my bed

Whisper secrets of shared desire

My body warm against yours

We slip into the bliss of desire

Tangled into one

November 22, 2018

A Love Poem For Thanksgiving/imaginary gardens with real toads

A Love Poem For Thanksgiving

So many Thanksgivings

I have experienced

As a child

At home with my family

The turkey roasting 

The kitchen filled 

With holiday smells

We knit a life together

You often cooked the turkey

A perfect meal

Welcomed the early morning

With eggnog

The family around the table

And after dinner a nap

Today, I am with my family of choice

Many empty chairs at the table

Remembered faces

Contribute to the emptiness I feel

I am aware life is but a revolving door

Some coming and some going

Still the celebration goes on

We knit a life together

The play continues

The actors different

Give thanks that we are still here

The kitchen is filled with holiday smells

We knit a life together

Mend and patch

November 22, 2018

My Mom, My Dad, My Grandfather, My Grandmothers, My Sisters and their children, My Husband, Jack, and his Mom and Dad, and my child, Jim.  My Aunts and Uncles, and cousins.    Annie and Theodore, Jr and Jeanette, George, Tom, Johnny, John… so many it could fill a page.

Prayer/poets united midweek motif/prayer

Prayer

To whom do we pray?

As a little girl

My parents took me to church

But I guess…

Church didn’t take to me

I do find some satisfaction

In prayer

But I am not sure…

That my prayers are heard

Maybe it doesn’t matter

If they are

Perhaps it is only to be centered

Quiet

So that I can see

Things become clear

I can see all the way to the bottom

I can see who swims with me

I can see you, too

Time to sort things out

Give gratitude for all that is given me

November 21, 2018