This is a décima for Ronovan Writes’s challenge and for FOWC: Minute.
Beautiful lives are created,
Slowly becoming works of art,
Working day by day, part by part,
Even if change is belated. Continue reading
Change
No Wonder They Had Us Color So Much in Therapy
As juvenile as it is, I do enjoy coloring. We did it a lot in “art therapy,” so I learned to like it, and thanks to the generosity of a very good friend, I have a huge book of pictures with Bible verses (I have posted some finished pictures on here before). The activity is relaxing in itself, and the book reminds me that I have friend(s). Overall, it gives me a positive feeling, like a warm, hand-knit scarf. As the poem explains, some of its “lessons” are surprisingly applicable to life in general, so it gives me some hope, too.
Beginning with very little planning,
No way to un-color what has been done,
Perhaps it quickly looks different
From the vision when it was begun. Continue reading
Obscure Sorrows
DVerse Poetics prompt: The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows. As a lover of words (and of poetry), I definitely wanted to try this prompt! We are given a list of a few words from the book and are asked to choose at least one to include in our poem. Most of them are quite relatable, so it was hard to choose. This one relates to me, even today:
Craxis: the unease of knowing how quickly your circumstances could change on you- that no matter how carefully you shape your life into what you want it to be, the whole thing could be overturned in an instant.
Surprise!
Life is full of surprises, lack-
-ing preparation for events
sudden, pained, and often intense.
Grief rains. We wish we could go back.
Growing Together
Walk Forward
For the Weekly Scribblings’ theme of “Forward Movement” and in response to FOWC: Consecutive, I have written a set of cascading haiku. I’m not sure if this is a real form, but that’s what I’m calling it.
nothing will happen
without concerted effort
and steps of courage
Ash and Fire
Today for Quadrille Monday, the prompt word is “ash.” I wrote this as a cherita, too, since it happened to work that way.
Doesn’t everyone want a chance at a new life? Continue reading
Don’t Look Down
A poem for FOWC: Stoic and MLMM’s Photo Challenge #385 (I am happy to have written something for this before the week was up).
Coming Unglued
For Quadrille Monday at DVerse, De prompts us with the word “stone.” This is a re-working of a poem I wrote maybe 2 weeks ago, edited in order to make it into a 44-word quadrille.
I’ve come
Unglued,
Almost
Unhinged,
Like a broken
Doorway – blocked,
I’ve come
A long way,
Yet been dragged back
Into that
Same place,
I’ve come
Unglued.
Must come
Unglued
From the weighty
Hopelessness stone.
But how to avoid
More voids?
Leave no stone unturned.
I really like this quotation!
Strange Metamorphosis
The world is ending.
Hard to accept
The world is looking
Kafkaesque, and
Its course is getting
Coarser.
Will cockroaches overrun
Once microbes are done?
The world is ending.
Except, not now.
So let’s linger
Over a cold brew,
Talk ’til it’s all gone.
Another quadrille for DVerse, plus I’m responding to FOWC and MLMM’s Saturday Mix: Double Take. Also, there’s something about those chairs and the focus of that photo that I really like.
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