posting poetic prose
18 Oct 2021 33 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: ashes, fire, quadrille, quarrel, words
angry
fire
burns
from
careless
spark of
offense
which
touches off
flammable
pride’s fuel
and
emotionally
charred
words are
stirred
until
warmest
relationship
is reduced
to ashes
why
not
hold
love’s
only
extinguisher
(forgiveness
under
pressure)
and douse
arson’s
conflagration
before
it’s
too
late?
Sarah’s chosen theme for quadrille Monday at dVerse Poets is “ashes to ashes”… check out the link!
17 Jan 2020 10 Comments
in rhyming verse, Uncategorized Tags: blog, book, gift, grandkids, haiku, publish, words
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 and
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
will write blog today
Talking to myself and linking to dVerse Poets where Frank suggests we write a soliloquy…
09 Feb 2017 20 Comments
in haibun, quote Tags: apples, gold, seagulls, silver, words, writer
A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in pictures of silver.
Like Solomon, who wrote these words, I find soul satisfaction in beautiful speech. As a writer, I search for delicious words to be framed in serendipitous syntax. I hope to pick ripe thoughts, artfully arrange them in woven-word baskets and serve a taste of lingual delights. I admire skilled poets and appreciate how different poetic brushstrokes reveal textured perspectives; unique angles on life’s truth. Flighty images of the mind settle to roost in solid words. Sentinel ideas on signposts outline silent spaces for contemplation. Hand-in-hand, we meander world with senses alert to the wild call of hurricane winds or the fresh whisper of gentle breezes, then collectively record richly scripted delicacies for our hungry souls to feast on.
photo by lynn – Galveston beach
24 May 2016 7 Comments
in tan renga Tags: ancient, parables, Teacher, walls, words
Response to tan renga feature at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai here…
ancient walls
covered in parables
speak to those who see
© Janice ‘Petra Domina’ Adcock
ancient words of the Teacher
written on disciples’ hearts
(c) lynn__
photo at Masada by lynn
06 Jun 2014 12 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: death, disaster, fail, pain, suffering, words
Words can speak life
into a person’s soul
but sometimes words
are only silent syllables,
empty vowels mouthed
between lame consonants
not knowing where to spit.
In raw personal disaster,
how can anyone find words
that won’t do more damage
to an already fragile psyche?
Shame, blame, trite phrases
prove how small irretrievable
words only multiply misery.
Words elude both tongue
and pen when faced with a
child’s death by miscarriage,
accident, suicide; Language
languishes in presence of
slow painful suffering by
cancer, AIDS, dementia.
Who has an answer when words fail?
09 May 2014 13 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: beach, island, love, rowboat, words
–dedicated to my brother, Dale, who is a safe harbor
“i am an island!” he declared,
staking his flag in the sand;
she shook her head laughing,
“how so?” but she already
understood his answers.
other shores beckoned her
yet he seemed content to
stay, digging in soft sands;
she paddled to a far harbor
uncertain when she’d return.
aren’t we all little islands?
“i mean, you’re there and i’m
here with an ocean of words
between us”…not to mention
thoughts, plans and dreams.
always creating ripples in
concentric circles, our ever-
widening waves roll outward
to crash in foamy surf upon
others’ glistening shores.
“why not leave your island?”
she urged but he insisted that
he liked his own beach view;
so we keep paddling rowboats
to reach each other’s worlds.
in space between, we send sea gulls and
glass bottles carrying messages of love.
______________
Thanks to Claudia at d’Verse for challenging us to use conversation…
a poem in my pocket 
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