Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Winter Break

Laughing mob of children
tumbles into soft afternoon
Jettisons back packs,
lunch boxes, planners,
rules about how you
must behave at school.
Sun breaks through to smile
at laughing mob of children.

This was written for Three Word Wednesday.. The words were mob, behave, jettison

Crossroads

If I ever retire
who will I be?
If I never retire
what will I miss?

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Deep

Deep well
quenches
deep sorrow.

Monday, November 28, 2011

Last Leaf

Last gullible green leaf
clings smug to fragile fulcrum,
rustles, shudders in pale sunshine,
fights ruddy rush to fall, spinning,
to rest mellow on untidy forest floor.
Subliminal message: Time is short


This is a response to a wordle from http://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2011/11/27/wordle-32/ using the words "rush, mellow, gullible, rustle, smug, shudder, fulcrum, sunshine, ruddy, untidy, subliminal, spinning"

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Gut

Can't write poems
from gut.
Gut has no words.
Just]
laughs,
churns,
wails.

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Stuck

I think I have a poem
stuck in my throat,
don't know it's name
but it wails in my throat
won't let other words out
until I dare to claim it.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Thankful Now

Too late at night,
between demands,
migraine lurking,
laundry unfinished,
I sit in quiet home,
Deep chair embraces,
Wall colors glow.
Sleepers breath safely.
No turkey or pies needed.
I am thankful right now.

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Leaf Fall

Autumn wood glows red gold.
Shower of flaming leaves
sings through crisp air,
carpets last green grass
with kaleidooscope of color.
I reach, stretch, dance, leap
in vain to catch a single leaf.
Later I faind the scarlet oval
caught in the flow of my hair.
Grace falls on her own terms.

Spark

Drowned fires smolder.
Water chills to ice.
Diamond studded sky
encircles dead planet.
Mindless spark awaits
next chance to ignite life.

This one is from a wordle prompt based on the words diamond, mindless, spark, fires, ice, smolder, oblivious, sky, silence, planet, trapped, drowned

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

To Tell?

Is it true?
Is there need?
Will information
connect or disconnect?
Am I defensive,
trying to look good,
not be wrong?
Do my words come
from love or ego?

Words like Arrows

Aim is
to pierce
to center
of all I
see, hear,
feel,think,
doubt,believe,
fear, hope.
Shoot straight.
Aim deep.
Pierce truth.

Monday, November 7, 2011

Can't Fall Back

Can't fall back.
Time moves forward,
one way street,
no redos, yesterday
inaccesible forever
Wish I could fall back.

Plea (a wordle response)

dappled, piercing, shell, air, strident, reignite, delirium, emit, pleat, pitch, swish, seem

Pitch me strident.
Reignite delirium.
Better piercing swish
of dappled air
than one more day
as empty shell
pressed into pleat
able to emit
no sound at all.

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Day One for Poetic Asides - do it now poem

Seasonal Shift

Leaves rattle dry.
First freeze holds off.
Harvest sits on shelves.
Garden vines hang empty.
Last summer green remains.
Death rides shotgun.
Tomorrow flickers uncertain.
Today I write today's words.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

First Kiss

So awkward to be sweet.
So sweet to be awkward.