posting poetic prose
13 Oct 2014 2 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: art, cubism, diatomaceous, oblique, obtuse
cell cell cellulose
sell sell cellulite
“le don de salon” (grand gift of living room)
wrangle of tangled angles
obliquely leaking geekiness?
“goodness gracious, such spacious diatomaceous!”
highbrow eyebrow i spy eyesore?
“geometric excuse for obtuse abuse.”
pic pik pick picasso!
__________
Inspired by d’Verse Poets (but i was too late to link up to their “cubism” prompt)!
11 Oct 2014 10 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: fowl, home, jet, sunset
Linking to: Carpe Diem Tan Renga Challenge
sunset photo by Oliana
power-driven fowl
in rays of a setting sun
flies home
– © Oliana
return flight to nesting ground
jet-bird song follows contrail.
– lynn
11 Oct 2014 2 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: bleed, eclipse, moon, sun, woman
image from en.wikipedia.org
the blood moon
is a woman;
she bleeds her
monthly tide
as proof of
her fertility;
she labors
through phases
add nausea-um
waxes gibbous
and convulses
with hot birth.
her heart aches
behind the
dark side of
loneliness;
a face that
no one sees.
her secret
sorrow is the
knowledge that
she’s only the
reflecting mirror
of manly sun’s glory.
___________
Observed lunar eclipse October 8, 2014
06 Oct 2014 6 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: blues, haiku, jeans, laundry
laundry piling up
got those dirty denim blues
please fix my machine
Linking up for Carpe Diem’s 2nd Anniversary!
01 Oct 2014 13 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: blade, Greeks, jack-o-lantern, Spartan, wolf
Linking to: D’verse Poets Modern Mythologies
My sons carved these pumpkins, which they dubbed
“Titan the Spartan” and “Halwarg, the Great Wolf”
(a triolet)
A Spartan helmet’s bravely plumed and always sharp his blade;
his courage in the face of death lives on in legends bold.
To track and kill a savage wolf would prove the man is made!
A Spartan helmet’s bravely plumed and always sharp his blade.
Thermopylae, where Persian wolves prevailed on Greeks betrayed;
in mountain pass spilled Spartan blood, war’s wind was howling cold.
A Spartan helmet’s bravely plumed and always sharp his blade,
his courage in the face of death lives on in legends bold!
30 Sep 2014 6 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: autumn, fall, harvest, leaves, pumpkin
fall’s fabulous
potpourri of
apple cinnamon
milkweed pods
chill mornings
pumpkin spice
ditches burning
damp leaves
hot choco-latte
indian summer
fermented silage
crisp corn husks
squirrel’s cache
windmill spinning
ripened melons
monarchs’ route
fuzzy cattails
combines’ dust
weaned calves
cold drizzle
mud on road
harvest moon
27 Sep 2014 Leave a comment
in Uncategorized Tags: corn, gifts, grain, iowa, maize
just one seed buried
grows an ear full of kernels
multiples of maize
sustenance from hand of God
gifts of grain to feed the world
A thankful tanka linked to: Carpe Diem Haiku Kai – “Corn”
24 Sep 2014 4 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: apples, applesauce, bounty, fruit
Link to: http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.se/2014/09/carpe-diem-568-apples.html
apple harvest ripe
branches bow with weight of fruit
load tub baskets full
* * *
haul bounty indoors
latent fragrance of blossoms
smell appley essence
* * *
wash, decore, peel, slice
sweeten, simmer, cinnamon
homemade applesauce
24 Sep 2014 8 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: cliffs, fear, fly, spirit, wings
Inspired by photography of Brooke Shaden at: http://brookeshaden.com/gallery/
Photo credit: Fear of Falling by Brooke Shaden
we paste rags, dead leaves
on pathetic cut-paper wings
then tie them to our backs,
flap arms and hope like mad
to fly away from barren cliffs.
a dangerous fog of smug
self-sufficiency muddles
our minds and fills us with
secret, dark, well-founded
fears of crashing on rocks.
if we open our hearts and
minds to receive his Spirit
to dare believe in a Love
who is wiser and stronger
than us, to bow in humility
his face will shine through
thick fog, remove our fears
(except healthy fear of him)
fit us with love’s living wings
and raise our spirits to soar!
23 Sep 2014 14 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: creativity, energy, inspiration, locomotive
Inspired by photography of Brooke Shaden at: http://brookeshaden.com/gallery/
shiny power from
imagination’s station
bursts into dusty room
of beautifully tired mind;
ideas full-throttle steaming,
bells clang, lantern gleaming,
an archetypical locomotive
that sweeps any confusion
off flexing steel rails onto
sooty hardwood flooring;
while graceful barefoot
thoughts pose, entranced
by marvelous miniature
revelation which may
inspire fresh energy
for creativity; black
and white contrast
needs fleshing out,
expressed in muscular
tones of new dance steps,
art’s arabesque.
22 Sep 2014 Leave a comment
in Uncategorized Tags: heart, holes, holy, prayer, whole
Lord,
make us holy,
whole.
where we are broken,
fixed.
where we are bound,
free.
where we are empty,
filled.
where we are lost,
found.
open our hearts,
repair the holes
make us holy
wholly yours.
Amen – may it be so.
a poem in my pocket 
You must be logged in to post a comment.