Flower Waiting

Petals closed in sleepWinter winds over the groundFlowers hibernateWaiting for spring sunTo awaken sleeping eyesClimb up through the groundSay hello to warmthSay hello to new sunshineSay goodbye winterFlower waiting sleepsTo awaken in the spring This is from a dVerse prompt: So today, I’d like you to pen us a poem that includes some form ofContinue reading “Flower Waiting”

Which Makes Our Wicked Loving Ways Sublime

Marveling at a love so fairI hold her hand in mineHer eyes meet me where I amA love true, pure and divineWhich makes our wicked loving ways sublimeFlirtatious flutters of her lashes,Lashes of her whip tailed witCut deep, so sweet, so many times;I look so forward to it.Marveling at a love so fair.Her skin soContinue reading “Which Makes Our Wicked Loving Ways Sublime”

I yam who I yam

How do you keep silentOn a cold winter’s dayLike the snores of a snakeHibernating in some forgotten hole?Do you bury your head? A gopher in a field or Perhaps an ostrich in the sand,Your head buried like treasure.It’s the polite thing to do,To say nothing,When inside your head Spins a running commentaryLike a golf tournamentAnnouncerContinue reading “I yam who I yam”

Winter or Spring

Imaginary/Lines that make borders seem realCommunication“So what did it say? More winter or early spring?”“Which one?”“What do you mean which one? The little rodent in the ground. Pops out, sees his shadow, boom, more snow or doesn’t and bam, sunshine and flowers. The groundhog.”“Yes but which groundhog? The Canadian or the American?”“What do I careContinue reading “Winter or Spring”

Our Only Family Road Trip

Simple trip, kids & I,Not so simple after all,Once we stopped for lunch.Familiar landmarks,Seen for the first time.The same restaurant lunch.Then the tire went flat.Hours waiting only to be led on a chase.Our only family road trip. This is for a dVerse prompt: So, for this Monday quadrille prompt, as you may have all guessed,Continue reading “Our Only Family Road Trip”

America Again

Let America be America again.Let it be the dream it used to be.Let it be the pioneer on the plainSeeking a home where he himself is free.From ‘Let America Be America Again’ By Langston Hughes (I’m not America though I used to be, but America was never me)Make it great again. Great at what? GreatContinue reading “America Again”

United. Committed. For the kingdom of

“I don’t think I’m going to make it, Abi.” “Shush! Shhhh. You need to keep up your strength. The ambulance will be here soon,” said Abi. “What? And pay all those fees? I’d rather die first,” said Henrik. He laughed and then coughed up blood. “Shhh!” “It’s over yndling. Promise me, you’ll bury me withContinue reading “United. Committed. For the kingdom of”

Ain’t No Country Song

My gosh I hate countryNo disrespect to manGive me HurtI’ll listen to him then.I’m locked up in these prison wallsA man and his guitarI’m locked up in a country songAnd they just ran off with my dogThey got them drawlin’ And bending them stringsThat man over there on the pianoPlaying in a minor keyI’m lockedContinue reading “Ain’t No Country Song”