a song through tears

as i wait in pickup

for husband on errand,

i miss my mother.

heart pauses in grief as

sparrow lights upon bush

next to vehicle and begins

to sweetly sing as he studies

me with keen dark eyes.

mother’s favorite song was

“His Eye is on the Sparrow;”

it was a connection, a sign.

the One who watches over

my mother, also watches me.

searching

we’re often restless

life’s fulfillment not complete

what will satisfy?

we can find our rest in God

Jesus is more than enough

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“You have made us for yourself, O Lord, and our heart is restless until it rests in you.”

– Augustine from his Confessions

blind date

Her best friend set Bella up to meet her cousin, Jude, for a date. “He’s very good-looking and a real charmer. In fact, if he wasn’t my cousin, I’d want to go out with him myself!”

“OOOhh, I can’t believe it, I’m finally going to meet him! What should I wear? How will I do my hair? Where do we meet?” Bella bubbled over with anticipation. She desperately wanted to impress this guy.

“I suggest a short skirt and hair down, softly curled. He will be waiting for you in the park, on a bench near the fountain. I’ll drop you off and you can call me later.”

That day, Bella walked up to him and said, breathlessly, “Hey, Jude! To be pretty for you I have dropped two seeds of turnsole in the dark of both eyes. Now I am truly blind.”


Prosery for dVerse prompt must be 144 words and include this line from Isabel Duarte-Gray’s poem, Garden: “To be pretty for you I have dropped two seeds of turnsole in the dark of both eyes.”

God’s good design

once in a blue moon

we celebrate forty years

married love is blessed

one day at a time

do you love me?
yes, i love you.
a little or a lot?
i love you lots.
forty years worth?
i’ve loved you an ATROCIOUS
amount of time!

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how did we make it FORTY years?

one question at a time, one answer at a time

one smile at a time, one laugh at a time

one promise at a time, one prayer at a time

one choice at a time, one challenge at a time

one wink at a time, one eye roll at a time

one argument at a time, one concession at a time

one tear at a time, one joy at a time

one kiss at a time, one hug at a time

one step at a time, one sleep at a time

one son at a time, one season at a time

one day at a time, one moment at a time

forty years of blessing is a gift of God’s GRACE!

sweeter with age

mark thirty-fifth anniversary

on kaua’i island ~ hawaii

visit hanalei farmers’ market

petite apple-faced vendor offers

juicy samples we cannot resist:

mango, papaya, pretty star fruit,

exotic longan (or dragon’s eyes)

yet most exquisite discovery:

taste of fresh white pineapple

~ as sweet as old lovers ~

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Linking to dVerse quadrille prompt on “pine”… and praying for the people of west Maui recently devastated by wild fires.

flash flood

do you hear rush of rain?

set pump in drain!

sound pounding on roof?

gutters overflow proof!

what follows a flood?

splash puddles and mud!

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moisture soaks flower’s bud

crops drink shower’s dew

(there’s new lake in view!)

pump drain, gutters flow into puddles and mud

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This is written in Spanish “ovillejo” form as prompted at dVerse poets last week.

cypress and chianti

tuscany daybreak

clouds reflect tangerine sun

which warms tile rooftops,

follows path to white villa,

kisses ripening vineyards

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In response to Kristjaan’s artwork, “Hidden Village”, and linked to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai.

grandma games

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catch a wiggly child

slip shirt over little head

“POP goes the weasel!”

purple monkeys run around

when mulberry bush is ripe 😉

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Child with strawberry – iStockphotos

transfer of debt

“Bidenomics” commit unforgivably irresponsible theft.

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Biden wants to “forgive” (transfer to taxpayers) billions in college debt.

he’s no wallflower

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you are a saute old fellow

whether gussy(sacked) up

in wine, ivory, gold yellow,

or tastefully seen in green!

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quite pungently romantic

and amorously aromatic

(though slippery-skinned)

you require running water

and sharp knife to cut in

fast as salsa dance partner

with hot peppers or garlic.

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as sweet layers peel off,

your heart risks exposure

but no fear, it’s not here

you prove elusive as ever

still eliciting tears wherever

you mince, slice or chop!

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Joining poetics at dVerse where Melissa hosts with onions on the menu!

make immigration legal again

Written in duplex form for Merril’s “Meeting the Bar” challenge at dVerse poets

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i don’t recognize my country anymore

my grandparents were immigrants here

now immigrants are grandchildren, here alone

desperately sent for a better life

cannot find better life undocumented

how wrong is it to build wall with gates?

gates in wall might deter child slave traffickers

criminals don’t like standing in line

give water bottles to those standing in line

fewer will die crossing hot desert

coyotes abandon weak crossing dry desert

we must fix immigration issues

why won’t congress fix immigration issues?

they don’t recognize country’s borders

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