She rocked the hours and days away
parched and drawn,
waiting for a visitor’s smile
to soothe her lonesome soul.
Tending the bar at dVerse today, Walter asks us to write a poem that somehow deals with the idea of drought. For many of our elderly, this is a condition of life, not the out-of-doors.
blinking window lights
‘gainst darkening city scape
nondiscriminating fire flies
summer, spring and winter skies
View from our Boston deck at night.
Obsessed with her oils
and the patina of still life,
she spent her later years
living in a shadow world,
feasting on edibles
from her studio walls.
Image credit: AnnMarie at anntogether.com. Artist with words and brush. Creative woman extraordinaire. Thank you AnnMarie for allowing me to put my words to your amazing pear-fingers. Meander over to her site and see beautiful portraits, amazing creatures, and poetry that unites her images to words.
Red cocked rooster struts
bellicose bawdy brawler
fowl stench in the pen.
Photo Credit: Felix Hernandez. Category should really be political satire in the form of a haiku.
Posted for Open Links Night at dVerse, Poet’s Pub. This is a great gathering place for folks who like to write poetry. Different prompts during the week — different “bartenders” who carry on a conversation and provide the prompt. Thursdays is akin to open mike night….and anything goes. For those of you not in the USA, the political presidential primary races are quite in the news right now.
aunt, uncle, cousin
vanished from the lexicon
and boys longed for girls
Having travelled to China three times when I led a Global MBA, I found a beautiful country, people and culture. China recently rescinded their one child policy, recognizing the various problems it ultimately created. Photo Credit: Bobby McGill.
Curtains open wide
streaming sun shines warmth and love
today I shall live.
In the darkness of early morn
candle light multiplies.
Glows softly upon the shelf
reflects in window panes
and illuminates my soul.
Photo credit: debbie miller
Drifting, thinking back
his face floats in and through her
suspended in time.
Jewels among the snow
smiling holly berry red
nature’s winter cheer.
Photo credit: Joshua Davis
They boil in hatred,
witness disregard of life
violence erupts.
She simmers in pain,
cancer invades her body,
prayer uplifts her soul.
December Poetry Challenge, Day 1: Write a two phrase poem: begin by looking out and away from yourself. What do you see, hear, find? Then narrow your gaze, almost as if you were tightening the focus on a movie camera. What’s close at hand? Make these two elements speak as one poem. Employ brevity. Dedicated to a dear friend.
lillian the home poet 