softest foot warmers
white lining breaks through red plaid
thin from high mileage

posting poetic prose
25 Jan 2023 15 Comments
in story Tags: granddaughters, grandma, princess, queen
sometimes my grand daughters
dress up as princesses and live
together in make-believe castle
(partitioned basement toy room)
wearing single toy crown, one of
them acts as the queen and she
invariably invites me to come for
a visit with royals at their palace
when addressing the queen, one
must be respectful but i get into
trouble by casually referring to her
little highness as “Queenie Poo”
they predictably haul me off
to the jailer’s dungeon where
they mercifully bring me books
and copious meals of fake food
eventually, i am released but
regretfully have not yet learned
my lesson and the story repeats
to the general delight of all parties
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I’ve written a few poems about my grandmothers (“I Remember Them”) and grandchildren but here’s a new story poem for dVerse.
23 Jan 2023 16 Comments
honey bunch, have a hunch
want to spoon? lovers swoon
we’re married, it’s okay
if hearts get carried away
your room or mine? give me sign
when sleep separate, together’s a date
snuggling close would be nice
if his feet weren’t cold as ice!
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Mish serving up quadrilles (44 words) on ice at dVerse.
11 Jan 2023 15 Comments
in haiku series, senryu Tags: dreams, moon, mother
frightful childhood dreams
creatures of fur, fang, and claw
mount stairs to bedroom
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cannot sleep tonight
half-moon’s eye peeks in window
chases dreams away
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someday…rest in peace
mother speaks to me in dreams
her voice reassures
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In response to Ingrid’s visionary poetic prompt at dVerse poets…for dreamers only!
07 Jan 2023 4 Comments
in couplet
“behold, I AM making all things new…
these words are trustworthy and true.”
(Revelation 21:5)
20 Dec 2022 5 Comments
in scripture Tags: incarnation, refugees, unplanned pregnancy
from a strictly human perspective
(which is our only small point of view),
jesus confined in utero would have been
considered an “unplanned” pregnancy;
mary could have been stoned (at worst)
or labeled a divorcee (at best) if joseph
hadn’t been the man who stepped into
his hard role as husband and father of
the young and the restless (present on a
holy night). infant delivered into smelly
cave; later, trio left town as refugees to
escape paranoid despot’s slaughter of
the innocents (are any of us innocent
when it comes to) not recognizing
the full divinity, cosmic authority,
and humblest, self-sacrificial love
of that singular squalling baby boy?
16 Dec 2022 8 Comments
sleigh me with holly-
festooned bouquet of
ruffled-candy carnations
and blood-red roses to
match metal runners…
though pine boughs dry,
love remains evergreen
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tempt me with dainty
toffee treats, dipped in
choice milk or dark, dusted
with crushed almonds to
tantalize taste buds…
crisp buttery crunch of
melt-in-your-mouth savor
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Full disclosure: toffee was gift from investment company and floral centerpiece from realtor who sold us our new home 🙂
13 Dec 2022 12 Comments
in quadrille Tags: candy, candyland, gingerbread
how many rounds
of CANDYland can
grandma possibly play?
SWEET littles in my life!
let’s begin again
GINGERBREADs,
we’re lined up at start
in primary colors
happy for shortcuts;
hopeful to see princess
LOLLY POP up in deck
rather than feeling
glum and PLUMpy
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Check out dVerse poets for more confectionary quadrilles…
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