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Encased in Clay

cemetary grave

 

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?

 

©Susan Zutautas 2019

 

 

 

 

 

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Kitty’s Dilemma

Kitty cat, her dad, and Tomcat reach an agreement about marriage.

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The Perfect Gift

This short story was written in response to What do you See Challenge.

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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.”

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©Susan Zutautas 2019

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Becoming A Butterfly

A 4 stanza haiku about a caterpillar turning into a butterfly, and the purpose of the butterfly.

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The Witch and The Flower

A poem about a lonely witch who had only a flower in her life to bring a little joy.

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Childhood Problems

What do you see May 7th

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

 

©Susan Zutautas 2019

 

This poem was written for What Do You See. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Gathering of the Angels

What do you see April 11

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

 

© Susan Zutautas 2019

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thunderstorm

What do you see April 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

 

© Susan Zutautas 2019

This poem was written for What do you See.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Place of Worship – Senryu

A four stanza senryu about a place of worship that is now deserted.

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