soliloquy

 

my uncertainty

“so-lill-oh-qwee”

has a solo feel

vulnerably real…

if i publish a book

will anyone look?

read my haiku and

sneeze, hah-choo!

it would be a gift

i think, to kids for

grandkids <wink>

or just for myself

to set on a shelf?

oh my, i sigh at the

cost, the expense

of time and money

task seems immense

my words must play

write on blog today

 

 


Talking to myself and linking to dVerse Poets where Frank suggests we write a soliloquy…

tasteful gift

 

what’s in this package? why do you ask me?
i can’t give it away ’til you open and see!
it’s something you’ll like, a favorite sweet
the taste of summer in this fair-time treat
so push, pull or twist it until you are daffy
jaw-open surprise…chewy salt-water _ _ _ _ _!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


A riddle rhyme in the Swedish gift-giving tradition for Bjorn’s prompt at dVerse!

so says Sophocles

A distillation of passage from Plato’s Republic linked to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. Sophocles was a Greek playwright and here’s a quote from his play “Antigone”: 

“Many are the wonders of the world but none is more wonderful than man.” — Sophocles

_______

 

this gift of old age

when strength of passions relax,

free to be at peace…

but elderly who complain,

were they happier in youth?

 

 

sophocles
Sophocles bust (public domain)

 

present-ing…

(Poem inspired by article at The High Calling & poetics “gift” prompt at dVerse.)

 

work is life gift

created to create

something productive

with whatever we have

stretch and hone abilities

promote one’s self-respect

provide for own desires

satisfy another’s need

give something back

to world we live in

joyfully serve six

actively rest one

weekly rhythm

work is life

…a gift!

 

breathing the name

our first inhale
inspires a wail

every breath on lease
until breathing cease

his name rests on our tongues
spirit fills up our lungs

oxygen’s gifts from above
inspire us to be, do, love

fuller gulps we request
when exerting our best

inhaling the holy
exhaling the hurtful

breathe in life’s air
breathe out a prayer

our final breath
expires in death

until…

resuscitated to life beyond here
drink deep of celestial atmosphere