Posts for June 19, 2024 (page 8)

Registration photo of Deanna for the LexPoMo 2024 Writing Challenge.
Category
Poem

Lessons Found In Love Poems

A found poem inspired by a collection of poetry about love

Be patient

trust

my bright & hardy stalks
  of protea

No one believes in you
  like I do.

listen

All the men in my line are instinctually stoic &
  Hidden

and yes, I want to help you shoot the moon

to interpret

This isn’t the only history,
  but is the history of everything

What did I know, what did I know
  of love’s austere and lonely offices

no one told us

the reasons why our marriage
  might work

not knowing where it might end up

Together
  we eat this earth

We sing of our respect

It comes down again to polarities,
  equilibrium. Evening.

Each time

your stresses are sustained and daily

these are exactly the times

to drag out the whole galaxy
  of endearments

Because your heart beats to your breath

Remind me

of wonders, of great
  and ordinary loves,

Tell me
  everything you know, you don’t

Happiness costs so little
  for those who are willing to

live like this


Registration photo of Debra Glenn for the LexPoMo 2024 Writing Challenge.
Category
Poem

joy is sneaking around

joy is sneaking around
popping her head out
revealing herself in subtleties
I almost wish she was on vacation
or away on some long work trip
so that I do not have to pander to her tiny niceties
I want to dive deep into the realms of despair
silly, right?
who says that, much less desires
maybe I want the sadness to envelope me because
well, then someone would tell me what I must do
and then I would have no other considerations or decisions
just accept and head upward
the deal though, is that now
I want to create something new, fresh, my own
manifest?
isn’t that what it’s labeled now?
I tell myself that word is for those who have
     wealthy dads or wealthy husbands
     money saved in droves
     or other means which afford them
     a boost
though that’s an excuse, I know
     where there’s a will
     I’m still standing
     it’s not too late
all messages the Universe yells through the clouds
loud enough I hear, take in, and ponder
     it’s hot yet there’s a breeze
     I’m tired but will find a way


Registration photo of EDL for the LexPoMo 2024 Writing Challenge.
Category
Poem

Heroes

True heroes don’t wear capes.
You don’t see them in masks,
or colorful bodysuits.

The real heroes have friendly faces,
open hearts and soothing words.
They are human like you and me.

In the darkest storms they call you,
out of the blue on a day you’d rather die.
They tell you to get on the fucking bus,
and go to their homes.

Only for the sole purpose of them feeding you.

True heroes are brothers, 
who refuse to take no for an answer,
in times of need.


Registration photo of carolyn Pennington for the LexPoMo 2024 Writing Challenge.
Category
Poem

Rescue

Five year old 
Hunkered down 
Between the old black travel trunk
And the beige wall paper 
With pink roses

Her dad
Beat her 
Over the head and shoulders
With a black razor strap

Until 
Grandpa said,
“That is enough.”


Registration photo of Lee Chottiner for the LexPoMo 2024 Writing Challenge.
Category
Poem

Starting a Study

Sitting in my study
Book in hand
Number the Stars
by Lois Lowry
Newberry Medal winner
she reads to me
about a Danish family
hiding a Jewish girl
from the Nazis
I’ll finish this book
she says
It’s an important book
Not even 12
though she knows
she must start
her lifelong study
of just how hateful
the world can be


Category
Poem

elf girl

elf girl is six
obsessed with
dinosaurs loves Weird
Al Yankovich calls his
songs “her music”

she dances like a 
whirligig in
wind…oak leaves in
her hair calls herself
“Leaf Princess”

she whispers
to fireflies
chases them
on fairy feet her
glass jar glowing

singing like a stream
she spellbinds me with
her mandala eyes her
moonbeam smile her

magic…


Registration photo of N. D for the LexPoMo 2024 Writing Challenge.
Category
Poem

spoon theory

so many dishes
to be taken care of but
alas, too few spoons


Category
Poem

Maryland???

Car is packed ready to go the 618 miles from Kentucky to
our former home in Pennsylvania. It’s my 40th class reunion, and
a Penn State football game in Beaver Stadium with over
100,000 fans, the marching band, the cheerleaders,
twirlers, Lion mascot as the maples turn orange.
homebase is my brother Rick house in Allentown
made famous by Billy Joel’s song.

Jim took the wheel while I dozed in the shotgun.
usually assigned the navigator role
dictating the turns and exits
this time I left it to Siri on the well routed GPS.
waking I asked, have we gone through Maryland yet?

Maryland ? We’re supposed to go through Maryland??
Where are we? 
I don’t know!
Didn’t you listen to Siri? 
she quit talking.
Get off at that rest area.
OMG, We are two hours in the wrong direction !!!


Registration photo of Melp for the LexPoMo 2024 Writing Challenge.
Category
Poem

Swimming

Crystal springs pooling up

From the ground below.

Filling cavernous pits.

 

How she cries, those tears

Filling holes, chasms herself.

Beautiful and deep are they.

 

Diving and splashing,

We swim together.


Registration photo of Lennie Hay for the LexPoMo 2024 Writing Challenge.
Category
Poem

Swimming with Fishflies

bodies float 
in the pool.  
they hatch,
leave the river,
this time of year
and land 
everywhere–
outdoor walls,
screens, grills
and the swimmming pool
where I exercise.  

repulsed at first,
i decide
to study them:
slight antennae
protrude from a tiny head.
diaphanous wings
on a tiny
tube of a body.
stringy tails,
like threads,
remind me 
of much larger
stingrays whip tails.

I push through
the bodies,
watch them advance
then recede,
float toward
death.