Category: writing

Poetry Day: The Best Perfume

The Best Perfume

If they could bottle

the perfect perfume

of the yard

on this July night-

it would be the only thing I’d wear.

Honeysuckle and milkweed chase

nicotiana

as they run on the air

to greet me.

And as I round the corner

petunias, lavender and geranium

rise to dance with fragrant pine.

Parisian perfumers come close

in their white laboratories.

But they miss the notes of ozone

heralding a sun shower approaching

and the whiff of fresh cut grass

arriving from the neighbor’s lawn.

And the subtle musk of wildlife that

crossed in early morning as they stole

the bright flower heads for breakfast.

A thousand unseen elements

create this custom blend-

the pure essence of summer.

NaPoWriMo2020 Poem #30 of 30: Art Through Peter

National Poetry Writing Month and Global Poetry Writing Month! I’m done. 30 poems in 30 days. I always enjoy this challenge because it makes me stop for a period of time each day to dig around in my word garden and see what I can pull out for a little snack or a full on meal. This last one is going to be a little Birthday shout out for a friend and artist up here at the top of the Leelanau Peninsula who constantly amazes all of us with what he creates in his “mad scientist” studio on beautiful Cathead Bay.¬† You can find Peter’s artwork at Studio 106 on Mill Street in Northport. So here you go Peter Davidson! Your very own Haiku poem. Happy Birthday my friend.

Poem # 30 of 30

Haiku

Art Through Peter

Found it on the beach

turned it into something else

art flows through Peter

Find out more about Peter’s artwork at: https://www.facebook.com/Studio-106-226452160763109/

NaPoWriMo2020 Poem #26: What Will Be Forgotten

inspired by the image by photographer, Jackie Heitchue    jackieheitchue.com

What Will Be Forgotten

 

Such fuss over gold and diamonds

babies in the grand scheme of things

what is a measly billion or two years

growing in the ground

compared to quadruple that

spent

hurtling through

the cold silent universe

passing suns

and solar systems

crashing into other solid objects

and changing trajectory

over the eons

until the smallest

portion-

the most lasting bits-

enter Earth’s atmosphere

and arrive with a fiery show

to be gathered by a wizard

to forge Excaliber

or a ring of simple striated metal

worn by the soul

who truly knows its value-

far beyond that of pedestrian diamonds and gold

that litter shopping mall jewelry cases

This- like a lifetime of gathered wisdom

is the true treasure

we leave behind

as we blaze our way through life

ending, scattered, in the Earth after our fiery show

and guarded by the lucky few

who know our story

they make sure that we are not

what will be forgotten

 

What Will Be Forgotten
Photo by Jackie Heitchue “What Will Be Forgotten”

 

NaPoWriMo2020 Poem #23: Dear Universe

Poem #23 of 30

Dear Universe

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Dear Universe,

Take away this killing virus

and along with that

take the need

for humans to climb over one another

to reach for more than we need-

Awaken the dead places in our hearts

and fill those dark voids

with wisdom, light and compassion

Let us know, finally,

that we are all-

constantly

inhaling and exhaling one another

and that when I offer my clean breath out

I will be welcome to a return

clean breath in

Thank you for my life.