this city that knit our hearts togetherrippling under a setting sunof Kool-Aid colored yarns and heathersthe rivers weaving together to oneunder sunlight’s gaze we’ll stay a whilecatching memories in butterfly netsbasking in nature’s soothing smileany worries this place will surely forgetwe’ll sing the scores of the bluff and rivers, the hidden alleys and burnished brick,cozyContinue reading “Where the Seven Rivers Meet”
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Free Ride
one,two, three:count us in,we are home free!we’ll search abovegroundand underneath the sea,navigating dark trenchesand the aurora’s vibrant wings,riding water vapor, listening…”one, two, three: count us in, we are home free!” I wrote this poem for the We’ave Written Weekly prompt #135 at the Skeptic’s Kaddish. This week’s prompt was provided by Sarah Whiley, who asksContinue reading “Free Ride”
Friendship’s Glow
home isn’t determined by birth or naturebut by relationships that carry us throughthe adventures we face with hope or fear,the unknowns that awake in morning dew.aurora, moonglow, and sunny light beam:the shine of friendship guides us through the gloom.it’s the seal that gathers life at its seams.it’s the rich earth allowing flowers to bloom,building offContinue reading “Friendship’s Glow”
Perseverance
We packed memories at start of dayno receipts to take them backour car bounced off along its waywe’ll tarry along its gravel trackthe trodden path, we ignore and passeach and every time, we’ve faced removalthey carry themselves like tempered glassand charge themselves with the world’s approvaltumbleweeds and doubts circle around uscarrying on with their indifferencewe’llContinue reading “Perseverance”
Martial Universe
four horses drive us into the riverpocketbooks pulling the reinssink deep into the mirepeace, like a tidal wave, flows in our heartswe fill buckets with our hopechildlike innocence sinking sun sprawls low over the deserthuman tears water the groundearth’s dry crust cries for rainfour horses drive us into the riverwe fill buckets with our hopeearth’sContinue reading “Martial Universe”
Garden Days
grazing the gardentucking veggies under armsand filling bucketslittle hands helped to sow seedsdirt-stained hands help to pick weeds I wrote this little poem for the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt. This week, Punam asks us to do the following: *Write a food-related poem in any form* Our garden is a special summer tradition (and treat!) everyContinue reading “Garden Days”
Rainbows in the Morning
I’ll paint the sky in technicolor ifyou dance in the rain. Youskip rocks under waterfalls and tellme songs about shadows. Theraindrops coated the truththat the sun was golden and youdidn’t need an umbrella. I don’thave the answers and they don’t havethe time, but you don’t have toremind me. We’ll rememberrainbows in the morning if anything.Continue reading “Rainbows in the Morning”
Nature’s Folly
Sneak away behind the treesthey’ll never spot us among the evergreensand the gentle hushof the meadow breezewill surely mask our gobbling. We’ll freely gander, grazing for hours,spend our sunshine in folly, our wobbling superpowers.We don’t soar over seasor traverse mountain towersbut live our simple turkey dreams haunting your backyard flowers. I wrote this poem forContinue reading “Nature’s Folly”
Sledding Joy
Magic surrounds the freshly fallen snow Christmas lights on the deck paint a rainbow its surface smooth with ice that makes us slide we’ll hop on board our sleds and take a ride laughter loud and reddened faces aglow Crush of packed slush against us makes us slow to piles of shrieking children in aContinue reading “Sledding Joy”
The lens through which we see the world
the camera reflects the lens through which we see life captured light glistens bright and speckles the soul with sunbeams fractured lens the camera pretends tells only half the story squeezes hope bitter note looking for glory heartened now we are learning how to share love camera’s hope the story behind the lens empathy warmContinue reading “The lens through which we see the world”
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