27 Jul 2014
by lynn__
in Uncategorized
Tags: bat, belfry, dark, dusk, wings
brother’s house at dusk
tossing tennis balls up high
attract bats in flight
webbed fingers claw air
phantasy rides on bat wings
flutters in the dark
random wild ideas
scratching in the mind’s attic
nightmares fly at dawn

Photo credit: big-eared townsend bat, Wikipedia
25 Jul 2014
by lynn__
in Uncategorized
Tags: memories, ocean, seaweed, shells, time, waves
droplets
of water,
miniscule
seconds
of time
collected into
myriad foaming
minutes
of salty brine
spraying wildly
off crests
of rolling
hours;
incessant waves,
pounding out
days
upon the shore.
an ocean
relentlessly
reclaiming
sands of
years
in wrinkling
imprint on
beaches strand,
leaving us
with shiny
scattered
bits & pieces,
of shells;
lives
iridescent
memories.
we pick up
the pretty
moments,
turning
these over
in our hands
to take home
for display
in pint jars
upon shelves,
but best to
leave slimy
clumps of
seaweed
to dry to
brittleness
with the
passage
of time.
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http://dversepoets.com/2014/07/24/bold-metaphors-and-images-avoiding-words-like-like-and-as/
Response to Claudia’s metaphor challenge and Mary’s earlier poetics on “time”.
23 Jul 2014
by lynn__
in Uncategorized

mourning doves silent
flowers bloom in blood-stained field
under waning moon
________
Today the Netherlands observes a national day of mourning for fallen passengers of Flight MH17.
Link to: Carpe Diem Haiku Kai
23 Jul 2014
by lynn__
in Uncategorized
Tags: cabin, cello, desire, kingdom, mountain, peace
build me a mountain
cabin by the sea where i
will write poetry
_____
play me softly slow
making music like cello
strum hum legato
_____
let children live loved
proclaim peace throughout the land
kingdom of heaven
20 Jul 2014
by lynn__
in Uncategorized
who will wail
in mourning?
God in heaven
must weep
at travesties
wreaked on
humanity by
our inhumanity.
who grieves for
already forgotten?
once innocent
Nigerian school girls
herded like cattle
sold against will
thinly holding dim
hopes of rescue.
who still sorrows
brothers’ conflict?
dating back to
Jacob and Esau
renewed with
deadly rockets
lighting the night
sky over Gaza.
who will cry by
empty coffins?
while body parts
lie neglected and
exposed amid
burned wreckage
of passenger flight
downed in Ukraine.
humankind is
possessed by
an amor mortis;
locked in macabre
gambol with violence;
to whom will death
extend bony fingers,
asking next dance?
“They dress the wound of my people as though it were not serious.
‘Peace, peace,’ they say, when there is no peace.” (Jeremiah 6:14)
16 Jul 2014
by lynn__
in Uncategorized
Tags: bug, earwig, fireflies, mosquitoes
mid-summer evening
pulling weeds in my garden
mosquitoes singing
—–
grandma, what is it?
fireflies, my little bright one.
oh look — I catched it!
—–
refreshing shower
till earwig crawls out of drain
startles privacy

(photo credit: Leave No Trace)
15 Jul 2014
by lynn__
in Uncategorized
Tags: garden, palace, poets, pub, renaissance

invitation to
a poets’ party
yes, i’ll come!
where? what
better place than
Boboli’s garden;
grounds of the
Pitti Palace, in
fair Florence,
heart of the
renaissance.
hanging out
at “the Pub”,
d’Verse Poets,
is part of my
personal poetic
renaissance;
fair garden of
wordsmiths,
each statuesque,
monumental in
creative voice.
here i can
find “The (an)
Abundance” of
poetic ideas,
original online
fruits of writers
dedicated to
sculpting marble
thoughts into words
to share veritable
bounty of beauty.
raise your hand
clink the glass
give a toast (of
bronze wheat,
golden corn or
ripened vine)
to salute the
“pub tenders”,
party hosts who
serve all a happy
3rd anniversary!
_____________
photo: The Abundance 1608 – 1637 by Sebastiano Salvini
Giardino di Boboli at Palazzo Pitti, Florence
14 Jul 2014
by lynn__
in Uncategorized
Tags: canoe, meander, paddle, river
follow a current
meander under the trees
paddle our canoe
portage onto sandy bar
slip into water for swim

CDHK word prompt, “meander” (photo credit: canoe accessories/hitch safe)
11 Jul 2014
by lynn__
in Uncategorized
Tags: chain, daisies, girl, kiss, roses

Although
it may seem
customary for
a girl to prefer
a dozen roses,
he decided to
defy tradition
by offering her
a lovely chain
of fresh daisies.
His unique gift
gently struck
a heart’s chord
which brought
forward a burst
of affection as
she stepped
close enough
to exchange a
petaled kiss.

Challenge to use word list from Imaginary Garden with Real Toads.
09 Jul 2014
by lynn__
in Uncategorized
Believe people are animals and they may live up to that standard.
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