Blessings

Blessings

Beginning of each new day
Loving spirit inspires deeds
Eager children's voices sing
Sand squishing between toes
Sunshine after rain brings rainbow
Ice cream melting on one's tongue
Nature's treasures all around
Good news brings welcome cheer
So many blessings to behold!

An acrostic for Sumana's prompt - Blessings - for Poets United Midweek Motif.

(And, if you have NOT read Sherry's "Chat on Poetry and Faith" which features Sumana, please do take the time to scroll back and read!)

How Do I.....?

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How Do I....?


How do I dream
on a starless night
I seek solace in gray

How do I dance
when I hear no tune
I just swing and sway

How do I write
when I have no words
I seek something to say

How do I find truth
amidst a sea lies
I strive with great dismay

How do I keep faith
in the face of death
I fold my hands and pray

How do I love
among many who hate
more difficult every day

How do I find
the path to walk
with world in disarray

How do I dream
on a starless night
I seek solace in gray.

Written for Poets United Poetry Pantry.

(I would have liked to use the photo
of the little boy from Aleppo, but I
fear it is not public domain)

Cookie Jar

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Cookie Jar

I remember the cookie jar
the one we never had
the one that I imagined
in the shape of a pig.

It sat on our kitchen counter
beseeching me to reach in
no eating between meals
my mother always said

reach in
hand SLAP!


This is written for dVerse Quadrille.
44 words, using the word 'jar.'   And, as
it definitely did not receive many visits
as I was one who posted late I will
share it in Poets United Poetry Pantry as well.

(A bit of a mind bender here!
We never had interesting cookie
jars at my house!  Smiles)

Cats

Cats

I admire cats
as they walk stealthily
patrol their world
confident always
aware and prideful
never questioning
their place.

I admire cats
as they recline comfortably
wherever they choose
not where you choose
they are in charge
decisions their own
independent.

I also fear cats
with their eyes that
stare into one's soul
and the way they swagger
seeming to say
don't mess with me
I have sharp claws.

I have written this for Midweek Motif, where Susan's prompt is CATS.  Though I am a dog-lover, I recognize cats as pets do have merit.  (Smiles.)

Anew

Anew

Can
we ever
revisit a destination
savor it as much
as the very first time
or are we destined to seek
only that which we once found
present entangled in what was long past
with a blank slate can we embrace new beauty
and with our uplifted arms find new horizons to explore

is it possible to experience each day with fresh mind
to refocus reawakened eyes and see with clear lens
thus find in the known a new aspect
to bask in the joy of discovery
and see for the first time
that it is most important
to appreciate the newness
of each new
and unique
day.


For Poets United Poetry Pantry

(Not really an etheree, as an etheree works with syllables rather than words.
Perhaps this is a pseudo-etheree then?  Stanza one goes from one to ten words.
Stanza two from ten to one words.  Poetic license.  Smiles.)

To Soar

To Soar

Eagle soars spectacular
into sunset orange sky,
aims for the horizon.
I wonder if it contemplates
destination or merely enjoys
its journey riding the wind,
traveling higher ever higher,
its wings spread fully, its
eyes sharp in search of prey,
before it plummets earthward
once more, pounces prey.
Graceful eagle fulfills destiny.
Life coexists with death,
joy with sadness. Life's circle.
Eagle soars.

This is shared with Poets United for Sumana's prompt "Predator and Prey."

Return

View of St. Lawrence Seaway from a plane

Return

I drop back into the world
find it just as I left it
life goes on as it has
its rhythm the same
and I wonder if it
is always this way
if one can drop out and in
at will and still be welcome
still be remembered
or if there will be a time
one finds oneself a foreigner
on once familiar soil.

A poem written after having been "away"
for Poets United Poetry Pantry