un-american sentence

 

Sometimes life can feel like just one disappointment after another…

(the greater our expectations, the more disappointed we may feel)

 

summa cum laude

 

sumac leaves blushing

summer is changing her clothes

summit ash wear gold

Photo credit: Colored Leaves mirrored in a lakemirrored leaves

Linked to: Carpe Diem – Kishu’s A Crow Passes

remembering 9/11

photo credit: familysecuritymatters.org

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read names
fell with towers
in flames

hushed speech
pentagon walls
terror’s reach

bells toll
where plane went down
grass knoll

__________

Musette form (by Emily Romano) is a poem of 3 verses of 3 lines each.

First lines have 2 syllables; second lines have 4 syllables, third lines have 2. 

Rhyme scheme is a/b/a for first verse; c/d/c for second and e/f/e for third.

knowledge is sweet

A draft to fit Mary’s sketch prompt and Karin’s metaphor MTB at d’verse.

come hungry

look over menu

choose course;

catch waft of

fresh-baked aroma

from academic ovens;

instructor waits tables

invites scholars to

taste new pastry;

subject served warm

on gleaming plate

with notes on napkins;

admire textually

outlined layers

then dive in!

chew slowly to savor

and file in memory

to enjoy again later;

swallow with hot beverage

of cafe experience,

sweetened with

cream of delight.

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 artwork: Coffeetime by Claudia Schoenfeld

as flowers of the field

Linked to: http://dversepoets.com/2014/09/09/poetics-bringing-light-to-darkness/

 

prognosis grim-

after years of

battling asthma,

her body bearing

those ravages,

she was slowly

succumbing

to new onslaught:

acute lymphocytic

leukemia, a kind

of cancer…

her own cells

would betray her.

 

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a wheezing

shortness of

breath was

her personal

trademark, as

was her breezy

sense of humor.

after bad news,

i drove to hospital

to talk for our

last time (before

hospice left her

without words).

 

she softly

explained to

my young sons

that she would

be going to see

Jesus soon…

i choked back

sobs, blinking

at the gorgeous

gerbera daisy

from her only

grand daughter,

packing to come.

 

(photo from free wallpapers for desktop)

 

balcony view

chemtrails

 

 

 hourglass sea beckons

autumn travellers leave trails

blue and white plaid sky

 

 

Link to: http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.se/2014/09/carpe-diem-time-glass-time-challenging.html

 

righteously named

Dedicated to my grandson (and the ideal of justice).

 

all

for

Justus

strong and steady

heady weight

equality of fairness

legacy’s liberty

lawfully determined

liberty’s legacy

fairness of equality

heavy wait

steady and strong

Justice

for 

all

 

 

eyes on us

peaceful

invasion of

humming vibrations

metallic blue iridescence

scouts on stealth-winged flight

the all-seeing Eye

 needs no drones to survey earth

but suppose he did…

would he assign dragonflies

to watch over us farmers?

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(Blue dasher on lotus – Wikipedia)

who’s the big green dude?

 

 

The Thinker by Rodin (Wikipedia)

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A contemplative philosopher?

intense, that’s for sure

(notice the curled toes)

but perhaps he’s a…

 

defeated athlete

flexing male model

confused caveman

rejected lover

famous architect

benched ball player

death row inmate

taxed accountant

jolly green giant

 

whoever he is,

he’s gotta be thinking…

where did I leave my clothes??

 

the bro’hood

 (poem in form of tanka = haiku + two lines, syllable pattern: 575 77)

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_writing_challenge/full-tanka/

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blood and soul brothers

sometimes mistaken for twins

got each other’s back

 

brilliant diamonds in the rough

blessings number four and five

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“How good and pleasant it is when brothers live together in unity!”  Psalm 133:1 

 

phishing philosophy 101

 

Dad tried to teach brother and I to fish

by mountain lakes where rainbow trout fins swish.

We’d load the car with lunch, our gear, and bait;

sweet summer’s day together filled our wish.

We learned sharp hooks make earthworms twist about!

Dad warned us to “Be quiet” till he’d shout —

our lines were tangled up, both bobbers lost.

We tried his patience more than any trout.

Sometimes we fished for hours on shore of lake,

yet no fish worthwhile eating would we take.

We cast our lines along with hopes and dreams;

fond mem’ries we hold close of summer break.

Dad, thanks for all the things you taught us right

It’s true in life that fish don’t always bite!

___________

(a sonnet of 14 lines: 3 quatrains in iambic pentameter

with AABA rhyme, plus final couplet)

 

sincerely yours

Senryu: a haiku on human foibles

extreme tolerance

has hijacked freedom of speech

living in Babel

Babel is biblical site where languages were confused…similar to “babble”.  Tolerance for every idea equally (whether true/false, right/wrong, good/evil)  will lead to confusion and chaos…are we living there?  I believe we must show tolerance to our fellow human beings but debate ideas/opinions exercising our freedom of speech.  What do YOU think?

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