Jun 14
This poem is written for What do you See challenge over at Willow Poetry.
I died a very long time ago
Encased in clay, broken, total dismay
Now here I stand with head in hands
Staring blankly across the lands
My soul is still alive
Even though my body died
I stand in wait
Wanting to be taken to the gate
Yearning for my soul to be set free
Will it ever be?
May 28
This short story was written in response to What do you See Challenge.
It was their second anniversary since Meg and Ian started dating and Ian was so happy when he saw the look on Meg’s face as he handed her this beautifully wrapped gift.
“Happy Anniversary, Meg. I love you more and more each day that passes.”
“Oh, Ian, I feel so bad, I didn’t get you a gift, but I did plan a romantic dinner.”
“You know me, I love to eat, so dinner is perfect and I’m sure it will be delicious if you’re making it. But first open your gift and I’ll pour us a glass of wine.”
Meg slowly unwrapped her gift and when she opened the box she was delighted.
“How on earth did you know to get me this.”
“Well I had a little talk with your mom and she told me about your grandmother’s china and how it was missing one cup and saucer. She showed me the pattern and I searched and searched and finally found this at that little shop downtown, umm … oh ya, the Coffee and More shop.”
“This is the perfect gift Ian, now we’ll have a complete setting for twelve when we get married. I love you, and thank you so much.”
May 22
A 4 stanza haiku about a caterpillar turning into a butterfly, and the purpose of the butterfly.
May 15
A poem about a lonely witch who had only a flower in her life to bring a little joy.
May 7
Hello tree
Can you see me?
I’m standing right in front of you
I’m very scared and very blue
I ran away from home you see
Really don’t know what’ll become of me
I’m standing here, the lake behind me
If I slip I’ll wrap my arms around thee
I don’t know what I’m going to do
I wish I could live here with you
My mother died and dad remarried
My life has become harried
I really don’t want her in our lives
She’s always hitting me on my behind
Why did my mother have to go
I truly, truly miss her so
A thought just came to me
I’ll go to my grandmother and I’ll see
If she and I can live happily
Thank you, Mr. Tree
I’m so glad you listened to me
I feel much better now, so I’ll let you be
This poem was written for What Do You See.
Apr 9
What do you See? A photo challenge over at Willow Poetry.
Gathering of the angels took place one day
On earth, is what some people say
Each culture had its angel representative there
Overseen by the eldest, which was rare
None of the angels knew what this meeting was about
They all knew though that they couldn’t bow out
You’ve all been called, here today
On Earth, there’s trouble, she said with dismay
There’s too much racism going on in the world
Before we know it, it will be unfurled
So today I ask you angels
To do what you can, to make some changes
I want to see, peace on earth
As it was, before your birth
All the angels did agree
They promised to answer, her plea
Apr 2
The gods are angry, just look up at the sky
See that lightning with fire on the side
Feel that rumbling deep in your bones
Count the seconds from lightning to thunder
The lightning is your warning
The thunder lets you know
How close the storm is and when it will blow
There could be a torrential downpour
Saturating all and more
The storm could disappear without any notice
Or stay for days flooding everything with slowness
This poem was written for What do you See.
Mar 27
A four stanza senryu about a place of worship that is now deserted.
