Tag: poetry

Poetry Day: Winds of Change

Winds of Change

invisible breath comes

softly first

seen by petals dancing

gaining speed and

bending my deep rooted tree

to the breaking point

roaring down

like a runaway train

into my life

carrying away

everything

i do not have the courage

to let go of.

gone now –

all the reasons

excuses

sad procrastinations

and seance candles

lit to conjure

things long dead

i can not tear

my vision from

and on it’s leaving

in silence

sitting on dirt

i will grow new things

better things

watered

with my grief

NaPoWriMo2021 Verbiage Distillation 01

Trying a new approach to this poetry challenge, planner this time instead of pantser. Letting the words unfurl in a jumble and then cooking them down to their essence. Distilling to obtain the soul of the thought flow. Here goes. Poem 01 of 30…

Poetry Day: Monarch

Monarch

Dirty hands in the garden

Flowers in their places- just so.

Ready now for Monarchs 

as they make their way north from Mexico.

Time and money and work

to get it right and make it welcoming

for these elusive visitors.

A few weeks on-

flowering nicely

alone.

Wandering back to the barn

along the edge of the woods

where wild things grow

stood dozens of milkweed plants

sharing their heady fragrance

with the bees and monarchs 

who were busy with their work.

Strange, just then, to think of me at 25. 

Remembering the time and money and work

to make myself a garden

for a monarch 

and in the end of that-

it wasn’t about the shine and the slope,

the curves and the tightness

the tone or the petal covering-

The monarch settled happily

On a wild familiar flower

We could learn much from

accepting what the monarch wants.

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NaPoWriMo2020 Poem #29 of 30: The Gates

The Gates

I knew

the moment

I pushed through those gates

that the life I had

could never be again

there is no turning back

when you’ve burned your past

and you’re carrying

all your worldly goods

in the hollow

of your broken heart

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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 #25: Singing Down The Night

Singing Down The Night

a thousand crickets

singing down the night

a song of summer coming

warm wind on its way

but for this April dusk

wrapped in blankets

huddled round the fire

dreaming of an August moon

rising through the tree line

shimmering on the bay

NaPowriMo2020 Poem #22: Looking For Angels

Looking For Angels

 

I

am always

looking for angels

eye to eye

the familiar stranger passes

and dips his chin

to say-

yes

it’s me-

roadway leaves

whirl up before the car

turned from passing wings

reminder

we are safe today

Following the ambulance

in the predawn light

everywhere-

they are everywhere

if you’re looking for angels

Holder of the Earth
mimi2003