There was an inflatable crocodilewho supported five children for a whilethey leaned on his headand then–oops!– he was deadno more inflatable crocodile I wrote this limerick for this week’s Wea’ve Written Weekly. David provided us a simple prompt this week: *Write a poem about something that amuses you!* This poem was inspired by true eventsContinue reading “Splash!”
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Lawn Chairs at Twilight
The croaking frogs sing a lullaby at twilight, harmonizing the pop of sticks crumbling in the campfire. Lake Superior hums beneath it all, carrying the song in waves and dancing stones, in splashes and gentle crashes. prologue to moonlight summer’s lasting solstice glow stay with me awhile I wrote this poem for the Wea’ve WrittenContinue reading “Lawn Chairs at Twilight”
Night and Day
night day asleep then awake we give and we take smoothing out the imperfections placing new threads onto the loom and clutching the moon day night embrace deviate a cycle of fate weaving lush stories in our wake transferring tapestries to the places we create night day alive and awake fully captivate interlacing threads ofContinue reading “Night and Day”
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”
Tristan & Isolde
the storm of love’s intentonce content with play and rusenow bound by tragic melody as strident calls echo in tunetwo paired hearts so powerlesscourting potion through to doomthe harmony of life’s sunrisenow blurred by darkened cloudsbut the weightless souls eternalentwine beyond the sodden ground I wrote this poem for this week’s We’ave Written Weekly atContinue reading “Tristan & Isolde”
Black spruce sentry
A century-old sentry, I’ve stood vigilantat the river’s edge.A surveyor of nature’s glory:the glisten of crisp iceand snowmelt that poolsat my roots,the flicker of the moon’swarm glow scamperingacross my branches,smoother than the boldstare of summer’s sunrays,or the wind that stirs needles and flowers culled from my shadows by deer and hare, or the eddies thatContinue reading “Black spruce sentry”
Rain Dance
in one moment, the earth becomesbeauty in place of pain, levityin place of rain, heartbeat scatteredacross a blood-red sky. Life succumbsto the dance of earth’s frail gravity,the freedom of loose-limbed revelry,the earthquake’s reign that shatteredour peace, the touch of rain now free This poem was written for the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt. This week’s promptContinue reading “Rain Dance”
Nature in Reverse
In December, all colors fade to grayTree branches rainbow over river bendsLeafless limbs are blown asunder todayAs whirlpools swirl their mysteries awayTheir ephemeral enchantment now endsIn December, all colors fade to grayMurky storm clouds harden our hearts to clayAs wishes with foggy teardrops will blendLeafless limbs are blown asunder todayThe colors will bleed back inContinue reading “Nature in Reverse”
Mirrored Image
the water’s surface, like a mirror, collects our thoughts and reflects the secrets in our eyes I wrote this poem for the week’s Wea’ve Written Weekly, hosted by David at the Skeptic’s Kaddish. The Poet of the Week and provider of our lovely prompt is Reena. Form: Naani Poem Naani is one of India’s most popularContinue reading “Mirrored Image”
Cyclical
Listening today under nature’s tapestry I sit quietly to catch autumn’s last whisper voiced in papery red leaves The path underfoot holds their laminous stories left behind until spring when we pull back the pages worn thin by winter’s thick glaze Deer tread the meadows summer’s birdsong now silenced Wild geese preen feathers and prepareContinue reading “Cyclical”
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