History

This is inspired by FOWC: Pizzazz and also Wednesday’s Weekly Scribblings but because it is so late, I am linking it to the Writers’ Pantry also.


History will certainly have pizzazz,

Yes? With truth stranger than fiction

(If anyone can even find it),

Allusions to the Apocalypse rampant,

Conflict in the plot of life outpacing

Many people’s ability to deal.

Is this a stream of consciousness for

The universe (which I wish we could

Go back and edit, reverse)? When will

This nightmare be consigned to history?

Aloha!

This quatrain is for Fandango’s two prompts, FOWC: Precious and the Dog Days of August day 1: Trip. It’s silly but definitely describes my mood yesterday, and I would love to go on this vacation again.


Precious memories from a trip to Hawaii:
Beaches and food trucks, a spa day with pie,
An ocean away from daily life in the city —
Feed me some pie and tell me I’m pretty!

All the photos were taken by me last year. In addition to the quiche and pot pie, we also ate peanut-butter-and-chocolate-cream pie. That was a good day! 😀

More??

For SoCS: More


More and more I think these days
Of life go quickly, in a haze,
But at the same time I can see
The days parading too slowly,
In somber and macabre ways:
But soon enough we’ll celebrate,
The end of the year 2020.

close up photo of yearly planner beside a pen
Photo by Jess Bailey Designs on Pexels.com

The Sunrise Speaks

Written in response to MLMM’s Tale Weaver: Sunrise.


Come — you have nothing
To be afraid of.
Come — follow me
All the way across the sky
I am the sunrise.
I am what makes morning
Bright and beautiful.
Awake — next to my breaking
Rays of nascent dawn.
Awake — are you following
My light’s arc, so lovingly drawn?

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Remembering Easter

Today’s MTB at DVerse is about haiku sequences. I know haiku are usually about nature, but my sequence is about St. Mary Magdalene, whose feast day was a few days ago, on July 22.


The sun was rising
When Mary Magdalene came
To visit the tomb.

The sun was rising
To start a mournful morning:
Was the Lord stolen?

Mary Magdalene
Stayed and waited when she came,
‘Til Jesus found her.

To visit the tomb
Then able to tell good news –
The Belovèd lives!

This Will Be a Disaster

A haibun for Writing Wednesday. Join in here!


The news today is that President Trump is suggesting to delay the presidential election until in-person voting is safe. Though absentee mail-in voting is good, he says, to make it universal could lead to massive fraud.

People on the opposite side of the aisle are framing this as the president clinging to his spot in the Oval Office. I don’t think so. Say what you want about Trump; he is right that the potential for voter fraud is higher, and with the way his opponents have hounded him for the past 4 years, he is right to be worried.

I think no matter which way the election swings, it’s bound to be a disaster.

thunder and lightning
shouts of four horsemen ready
skies already gray

To Grow and Outgrow

A little rhyming story for FOWC: Simpatico and Ronovan’s décima prompt. 🙂


I was the new girl in the town;
He approached when I wore a frown
And sat alone, his friendly face
Pushed loneliness out of that place.

Through years and every up and down,
Time allowed our friendship to grow.
I found him quite simpatico,
But something happened I still grieve:
Without a warning he did leave,
Where he is now I do not know.

Ronovan Writes Decima Challenge Image

Flight

For DVerse Poetics “Flights of Fancy” and inspired by something I saw in my family’s garden yesterday.


The finch perches
On the back of a sunflower,
As she awaits her turn
At the filled feeder:
She finds her chance
And when she flies
The flower dances springily back,
In true sunflower fashion;
The finch uses the free
Surplus of birdseed
To fuel more of her
Flight and avian dreams.

Love Story

A short story-poem for FOWC: Pergola, a word which I had to look up, so if I used it wrongly, that is why.


Under the beautiful pergola,
With vines entwining, lives entwining
We made our vows of lasting love:
White trelliswork and roses witnessed
Our kiss, our happiness that day.
We said “I do” and still do today.