point-of-view

under oath, bound
it astounds
why witnesses testify
to different perceptions
of same event
are these misconceptions?

even siblings
possess varying views
more or less of
their mother and dad;
of growing-up,
experiences had

emotions come
and depart
through eyes of the heart!


This week at dVerse Poets, Bjorn invites us to use our eyes to write a quadrille (44-word poem). A post today by Pilgrim on a Long, Long Journey gave me the ideas for my poem. Image from http://www.mirror.co.uk

seduction in fur

eyes of molten gold
just might melt me
and my solid resolve
meow, Sir Siri, but
aren’t you a lapful?!
oh yes, you’re the
purrr-fect gentleman
standing by the door
with those cloying eyes
that beg to come IN!
if I were to acquiesce,
would you leap upon
the softest pillow and
claw me with incessant
requests for stroking?
insistent rubs for my
undivided attentions?
though born in a barn,
you’re a real charmer,
house cat wanna-be,
beggar extraordinaire!

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joy of light series

 

XII.
glow of a cat’s eyes
hunting for unwary mice
stealthy night prowler
tail twitches, whiskers quiver
hunch low, slink silent, then pounce!

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No joy in this for the mouse (obviously) but another take on “joy of light” theme at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai.

joy of light series

Linking to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai retreat…


 

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light in child’s blue eyes

shines with anticipation

sweet birthday surprise!

 

lament for erica anne

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hear our anguished cries, O God!
why do the loveliest ones die young?

she had her daddy’s perceptive eyes
that saw beyond this world’s pretense;

she had her mother’s tender heart
that loved beyond this world’s ache.

Erica belonged to a better, purer world.

depression’s demons
pushed her till she fell,
desperate to escape.

her mortal body broken but
her timeless spirit caught in
arms of compassion
and carried home,

like lost lamb on gentle
Shepherd’s shoulders…

Lord, carry us in our grief!

 

 


For my friend and family who lost their sweet daughter/sister. Read Erica’s obituary here.

fado (fate)

Folk music from Portugal featured on Carpe Diem Haiku Kai.


 

eyes search horizon

red sun in morning— warning

will his boat return?

 

 

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Linking to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai today…

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photo by lynn,  3-16-16