Happy Birthday

For DVerse Poetics, we’re writing about food. Anyone who regularly reads this blog knows this topic can be quite heavy for me. Even if you’re “recovered” from an eating disorder, it never really leaves you. The topic of food can also be fun, but I went the “heavy” route because this poem wanted to be written. Not sure if this is a “good” poem, but I put my heart (and my painfully-visceral feelings) into it, so here goes. Linked with JusJoJan day 11 as well.

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Flashback Friday.

I wasn’t going to post anything today, but Linda’s challenge tells us to “Just Jot It,” JusJoJan 7, so here is something. I wrote this exactly 3 years ago:

Memento —
Memento mori
Moribund flowers wilt into winter,
Winter sun sleeps early,
Earlier than you think will the grim reaper come,
Come to claim your life, so —

So how are you going to live?


For JusJoJan day 2, our word is “gobbledygook” (Glad to have spelled that right).

I’m going
To stay —
Even with
Emotions going
Up and down and
God’s plan looking
Like gobbledygook —
It’s a language
I haven’t learned.

Too often I speak
Fear and exhaustion,
Despair — but God
Is there to teach,
And He invites me
To listen.

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I haven’t written much today, but here are the 2 short poems that I wrote, inspired by FOWC: Brilliant.

Sky afire with
Brilliant warm colors,
Before descent of

A dazzling display of color
At the end of the day —
What has the sky been hiding
All this time? Breathless brilliance —
At least that’s what I think
Tonight’s sunset was like,
I didn’t see it.

dock under cloudy sky in front of mountain
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Warm Coats

For Fandango’s Flashback Friday, on the last day of the year. This is from one of my old poetry notebooks and was written on 5/27/2018.

I wear your love like a warm coat,
Like a water-resistant raincoat,
Impermeable to sadness and fear.
It is soft and comforting,
It is safe, spacious enough to be inviting:
I wear your love the way
I used to wear jackets, every day,
As if it were a second skin.

woman in sweater crossing arms on chest
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A Poem on December 30th

This is a timely week for Brian’s current prompt, Past and Present. I don’t really want to think about the new year. It’s making me sad and all sorts of things. You could say I am experiencing sundry emotions, most of them not very pleasant. I’m not sure if this thing is done, but it is what it is right now.

Past depressions
Come back up to level paths,
But the lesson
I’ve been learning most is that
Level paths fall down again,
Even to the present,
Likely to the future too.

The beginning
Of another end has come;
I’m not wanting
Its days, hollow hopes unwelcome.

Water Falls from the Sky…

It’s often hard for me when it rains, but not always. Today seems to be pretty pleasant. 🙂

Water falls from the sky,
And I get to stay inside
Drinking coffee with a chocolate cookie
(Mom made popcorn on the stove
So we might watch a movie) —
We need no gloves, but blankets
Might be nice, and maybe we
Will light the candles tonight.