New Journey

on occasion she asks
to be taken over there
and thrown over

no indication as to where ‘there’ is
she just wants to be done with life

at times she would grab my hand and point with a huge smile

a finger to her lips, hushing me
she was listening as though she was a part of a conversation
and was trying to pull me in

I was to find out later this gathering included her mom, sister, nephew, my dad and some little girl she can never name

all are long dead

too bad I am not able to say
with any certainty that
I see dead people

Pat
5/25/21

For dVerse Poets where Mish is hosting and we’re using Movie quotes in a poem. I used
“I see dead people.” – The Sixth Sense, 1999 –

The join in or just read go here

What If..

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down the road in time

a look back shows a loss of mind

facts wounded, locked in a bind

rummage through states of mind

shows emperor clinging to his line

time reveals some knew these truths

chose power, stayed tucked in ruse

Pat
5/17/21

For dVerse where Lillian is hosting Quadrille Monday ( 44 word poem invented by the piers at dVerse). The prompt word tonight is “Wound”. To read or to join in go here

Life

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my garden
teeming with new life-
a spring fling

Pat
5/07/21

For Colleens Tanka Tuesday where the choice this week is Poets choice. To participate or just look, go here.

https://wordcraftpoetry.com/2021/05/04/tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-224-poetschoice/

Still Life

(not mine)

this ghostly remains

now a part of the landscape –

new life, as still life

Pat

4/21/21

For Colleens Tanka Tuesday where this week we are using this photo to write an Ekphrastic Poem. I kept it short.

Amidst decay, there can still be beauty as nature plays her part.

For other entries or to participate go here

Cherish

I prefer keeping in mind even the possibility that existence has its own reason for being.

Even for those immeasurably flawed.

I know enough of the world to recognize I know nothing about why I am.

The inkling that flits through my consciousness from time to time says that cherishing the next breath, is the only moment of any consequence.

Worldly goods are just that..worldly.

They will still be such way after my time has come, and the worms are having their way with me.

Or, if I were bold enough, long after I’ve been scattered to the wind.

Pat

3/17/21

For dVerse Poets Pub where Merril is hosting and the prompt is to include the lines below in a piece of prose.

“I prefer keeping in mind even the possibility that existence has its own reason for being.”
— Wisława Szymborska, “Possibilities”

For further reading of other entries it to participate go here

Prosery: Possibilities

Salty Soul

This human being is a salty soul

Anything adversarial was always

just a blip to be dealt with

There was no time for foolishness

because she had four children to

feed, educate and school in

manners

Her moves were well thought out

and always deeply rooted in hope

Yes, this ‘every woman’,

this human being is a salty soul.

(For my Mom)

Pat

3/17/21

Theme Prompt – A Gogyohka

as captive of time and nature

eyes nudged open

to this new dawn in the strife of life –

as we move through time,

I breathe – you breathe

Pat R

6/23/20

A Gogyohka for Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday. A theme prompt in the words of Longfellow:-

“…In the world’s broad field of battle,

In the bivouac of Life,

Be not like dumb, driven cattle!

Be a hero in the strife!…”

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“…Lives of great men all remind us

We can make our lives sublime,

And, departing, leave behind us

Footprints on the sands of time…”

From his poem

A Psalm of Life

BY HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Here is a link to the full poem.

A Psalm of Life by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow | Poetry Foundation

Meadow

photo by Pat R

a moth’s aflutter
zig zags, a cantankerous
mocking bird in tow
as they head to the meadow
gap closes, this will not end well

Pat R

6/15/20

For Frank Tassone’s Weekly Haikai Challenge..poet’s choice. I used “Meadow”

 

Hope..Haiga

through the crack

in the sidewalk

springs hope

Pat R

5/14/20

Wander

Sidewalk Planter

I noticed on my walk yesterday that the neighborhood birds seems giddy. Take offs and landings have a different energy. They are moving around in larger cliques. A lot of camaraderie, a lot of chatter. Were they always this loud? They have all of outdoors to themselves! No humans disrupting their gatherings. No horns honking. They are reveling in this new found quiet. No droopy faces here.

 

a lush creeping phlox

is confined to a planter

urge to wander maimed

Pat R

5/07/20

Also for Cee’s Flower Of The Day (FOTD)

FOTD – May 7 – Dahlia