Posts for June 12, 2022 (page 2)

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Poem

Redraw the Sky

these lines
trace the pinpoint black
into pictures
of myths lived
wishes dreamed, and
our potential as
here, I take one
move it there
then another
on, and on
until we
redraw the sky
into new pictures
of our future


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Poem

like a child

you look over at me
& i rest, head propped,
awkwardly, against the window

we drive with the windows down,
summer heat blowing in
along the country road

you knew i was tired
when i got moody & it seemed
like i hated you

& i love you for that


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Poem

Morning Sounds 

Birds greet each other, their many voices a mass choir they make.
Their songs a nature’s Pandora to my ears.
No subscription required.

Twigs snap, crack, and pop under the weight of my gait. 

High in the sky beyond the gray cloud veil, the roar of jets on mysterious journeys.

All at once, my ears hear the hum and sputter of metal machines, Carrier, Pane, and Trane. When the temperature goes up, The sounds intensify.

Drip, drip, drop turns to trickle, trickle flow. The drip the drop the flow, the water falls splashing in the fountain below.

Good morning, from a passing jogger, and from my voice greeting two dog walkers.
The voice of the wind resonates through the deep dongs of a wind chime.

A bird whistled at me.
I smiled.

These are the sounds nature freely gives.
Pure, crisp, and unique sounds.

Music to my ears. 


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Poem

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kittens fighting at

my toes- sometimes a nibble,
sometimes a kiss

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Poem

Loneliness is a good friend of mine

For awhile I avoided him,

I’d see him creeping around a corner,

Lurking in the late evening

Everyone always says “learn to be alone”

But they never teach you how to love loneliness

 

It took me awhile to reach for his hand,

Or even look in his direction

But some days he was the only thing in sight

We started reading books, going on walks together,

Getting early lunch, and late coffee

He could not be seen nor heard

But his presence brought comfort

That I never knew I needed

 

But too much time spent with him

Can be draining

The only way to love loneliness,

Is to take small bites at a time

Only the prescription you were given,

It’s okay to crave time away from loneliness

He will be there when you come back

Just don’t forget to let loneliness have his alone time too


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Poem

Frankenstein

Mary Shelley wrote
her story of parts to whole
before death grew cold

something born of strife
reanimated phantom
waking dream to life


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Poem

Night

Last night I had a dream
that was dark.
I was by the ocean
with many people.
We went wading
out into the surf.
At first it was fun,
but then I got swept up.
The wave put me down,
and I tried to crawl
through the sand
but I couldn’t 
get far enough.
It picked me up and
put me down again
and again.
I was woken
by a bird pecking
at the wall.
I wished that I could fall
back asleep and finish it,
but when I closed my eyes,
the waves were gone.


Category
Poem

In the Moment

Why is it so hard to focus on the present?
In every aspect of our lives, 
we are constantly planning the next
adventure, the future experience.
Or worse, we are reliving the past,
whether it was positive or negative,
taking ourselves backward in time.
This is it. This thing I am doing right now.
Typing these words on this computer,
deciding the direction I want 
to go with these thoughts.
My cat is watching from 
the arm of the couch.
My daughter comes to tell
me she is going out for food.
The fountain of trickling water
makes for peaceful music.
The fan is cooling the air.
This is all I need to know right now.

KW
6/12/2022


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Poem

Haiku

Elephant ears blowing
secrets never forgotten 
as they tilt to listen.


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Poem

Estate Sale

How does it all come down to this?
Lots of material things and no owner
Going through every item is hard
When the memories invade

Pricing things that have been part of your life
In a space that will no longer be a family space
It is impossibly hard
Because the memories invade

Emotions bubble to the surface
But it is necessary to plunge them down
And sort and price and arrange
Until the memories invade

Staying unemotional is what is needed,
But sorting through so many years of 
Family treasures is a hard task
So one must keep the memories at bay