paradise
wears hint of madness
soldiers on
My friend says “you gotta give yourself a break and stop watching the news”. Easier said than done!
Pat
5/8/21
For Eugi’s Weekly prompt where the prompt is “Paradise”
Paradise
Pat
5/8/21
Tag Archives: poetry
Pat
5/8/21
Life
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/
In Flight
I’m not remembering
what planted the seed
Maybe it was the repetition,
Everything three times
The bare bones of the vocabulary
was odd
Always seem to be searching trying to hang onto thoughts in flight
No one dared put words to such unsettling thoughts
Pat
5/04/21
At dVerse Poets Pub Merril is hosting Quadrille night, we’re using “seed” in a poem.
Morning Songs
seagulls cry
soft coo of a dove
morning songs
Pat
5/02/21
Goodbye
tulips splayed
fallen petals here, there
slow goodbye
Pat
05/01/21
Flutter
the lazy flutter
of a butterfly tucked in
the heart of a flower
summer in all its glory..
nature, about it business
Pat
4/30/21
For Eugi’s Weekly prompt …”Flutter”. To see other entries go here.
The Moment
It is especially windy today, and a bit cold. It feels like a leftover winter day. The pear tree is up in arms. Limbs are being tossed about and there are blossoms everywhere. They are on the car, the steps, the yard next door, the sidewalk and the short japanese maple. It was weird seeing falling blossoms perch on the maple’s leaves, if only for a moment.
The toddler next door is in his front yard with his grandmother. I pause to watch him from the porch as I wave hello to the grandmother. Why are they even outside on a day like this, I wonder. Cabin fever perhaps.
He is fascinated and is trying to catch blossoms in midair. Of course, he never really catches any. Yet, at the present moment, he is very much in the present and there is fun to be had.
spring wind cuts a path
carpet of pear blossoms with
vanishing footprints..
Pat
4/26/21
For dVerse Poets Pub where Frank is hosting and the prompt is… ” the present moment”. To join in or just read go here
black like me
Please pass by the original post and let Michael know you stopped by🙂
when my granddaughter milli
painted her doll’s face black
we all yelled at her for it;
now, after thinking about it
she’s the only black child
in our entire community
now i understand
dammit
now i understand
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–photo by me
Redemption Songs
no more
redemption songs –
this centuries old dance
is exhausting
Pat
4/23/21
For Eugi’s prompt… Dance
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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
