Sunday, July 24, 2016

Poetic Asides Getting...

 Getting Lost

I’ve become quite adept at getting lost.
One time, camping, as teenagers,
my friend and I walked in the woods
while my parents went fishing.
I didn’t want to go back the same way we came.

We got completely lost, then found a road.
We followed it until a single car went by
and we asked directions.
We arrived just before my parents returned,
saving them some worry time.

One time, I dropped my sister off in Lincoln
so she could return something at the store.
As the rain poured,
I was to drive around the block.
I didn’t want to go back the same way I came.

As I weaved my way through the streets,
my sister waited in the rain.
When I finally found her
she was pretty upset and wet
She has forgotten about it. I haven’t.

One time, a friend and I would go shopping
But first she had to finish a college project.
I’d walk around the unfamiliar campus
and meet her in an hour.
I didn’t want to go back the same way I came.

Three hours later I found her.
I had forgotten the name of the building.
“Hens lick,” she said flapping her arms
and wiggling her tongue in and out.
I still remember if forty years later.

In finding another way back
I discovered some interesting things,
but it took me awhile to learn
I don’t always have to be a trailblazer.
Retracing steps can be a good thing.

Especially for those who worry about you,
are getting wet, or are waiting to go shopping.

Saturday, July 23, 2016

Poetic Bloomings Love poem to movie character


Your great height, big glasses,
and even your stuttering charms me.
You’re the sensible one in the bunch.
Your bravery and concern
override your phobias.
Next time you save the world,
take me with you.

David played by Jeff Goldblum in Independence Day and Resurgence 

Friday, July 22, 2016

Poetic Asides Craving


Sometimes I feel
it’s you pursuing me,
seductively calling my name.
But I know it’s my own lusts
desiring to devour you,

O, chocolate.

Thursday, July 21, 2016

Poetic Asides Assembly

Poetic Assembly

Let’s all get together
Gathered in one place
To meet face to face
And poem, poem, poem
Our hearts out.

Wednesday, July 20, 2016

PB prompt

Next Week’s Appointment

I lost something small,
hardly noticeable at all,
except to me.

Now that it’s gone
it practically ruins my day
I’ve lost my way.

I’m aware that it’s missing
every moment
and I’m wishing

as the week passes
to replace the stem
for my glasses.

Tuesday, July 19, 2016

Pathya Vat

Nap Interrupted

I took a nap
this afternoon,
and woke too soon.
I was a grump.

The day was fine,
but for the bump.
Felt like a lump.
Like in a dream.

I moved forward,
building up steam
and joined the team.
Let me sleep, please.

Monday, July 18, 2016

Change movie ending

Jack and Rose

Oh, Jack and Rose were meant to be
Titanic was designed to float
They found themselves in icy seas
Without a rescue raft or boat

Two dolphins came from underneath
And carried them to New York’s shore
So Jack and Rose were safe and sound
Their love alive forevermore