any reason (praise!)

05 Feb 2022 3 Comments

by lynn__ in Uncategorized Tags: , , , , ,

unexpected text
for last minute plans
an early birthday surprise
with (old!) college roommates

meet at local bakery
we choose a cozy table
for friendliest conversation
(loud!) laughter and warm drinks

try yesterday’s special
raspberry chai latte, please
she adds dutch windmill cookie
and i (inheritance!) treat with cash

plans to meet again might involve (high!) tea

Perhaps the shape resembles a cake or 3 scones piled on plate? Inspired by “Poet Laura” (a.k.a. Karen Paul Holmes at TweetSpeak Poetry.

red hatter

01 Apr 2020 17 Comments

by lynn__ in rhyming verse Tags: , , , , , , ,

 

yes, growing older
but not “elderly” yet
in fact, feeling bolder
with new friends i’ve metIMG_5831

make statement of fashion
wearing purple and red
deep colors of passion
circle hats upon heads

fun club for ten lassies
monthly travels around
visit places quite classy
while laughter abounds

we live and we learn
shop & dine as an art
the education we earn
keeps brain cells smart

if you see us round town
please give us a smile
we’re the happy red hatters
“live-out-loud” is our style!

 

 

Linking to dVerse Poets pub where Sarah hosts “seeing red” poetry prompt!

falling~water~legacy

09 Mar 2019 2 Comments

by lynn__ in senryu Tags: , , , ,

 

liquid laughter mists

refreshes ~ encourages

name means waterfall

 

 

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photo by lynn

april fools?

01 Apr 2018 Leave a comment

by lynn__ in free verse Tags: , , , , ,

 

hellish laughter

disciples inconsolable

women go to weep

earth trembles

lightning strikes

angel descends

dead man alive

live guards dead

officially signed

sealed and delivered

heaven has last laugh!

 

 

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grateful

14 Jul 2015 29 Comments

by lynn__ in free verse Tags: , , ,

Dedicated to my “sister” friend, Joyce, who recently let go of her mother’s hands…
 
strong women’s hands

shape my life and yours:

grandmas instill faith

aunts stitch laughter

sister friends en-courage

mothers mold hearts.

even if we can no longer

touch those dear hands,

we still hear the voices

of influence cheering us

on like birdsong

in a garden of grace.
 

Invited by Marina to write poem including words important to us/we are thankful for, on the occasion of the 4th anniversary of dVerse Poets