Energizing
Never underestimate the power
of walking hand in hand
with someone you love
through swaying, singing pines,
twittering birds
and fragrant breezes.
Connie Peters' poems in progress
Energizing
Never underestimate the power
of walking hand in hand
with someone you love
through swaying, singing pines,
twittering birds
and fragrant breezes.
I Do, I Did, and I Am
My voice has always been soft and low.
As a child, adults would often tell me,
“If you don’t speak up at your wedding
the preacher won’t be able to hear you
when you say I do and you’ll stay single.”
I don’t know why they thought of that.
But there have been many times
in forty-six years of marriage
that I wished that on that October day
I would have kept my voice low.
No Enthusiasm
No zip, no pep, no verve,
Today, I will observe.
No perkiness, no zeal,
Lethargy is real.
No vim and vigor,
No spice or vinegar,
No ambition, no drive,
I scarcely feel alive.
I’m like Uncle Joe
Amovin’ kind of slow
at the junction.
I can barely function.
My get up and go got up and went.
My energy is fully spent.
My to-do list? I won’t do it.
My goal today: to get through it.
On Second Thought, Maybe Not
I made my lengthy to-do list,
All on the night before.
I got up and had my breakfast,
But feeling rather sore.
My head feels like it’s pounced upon.
My throat is itchy, too.
It feels like swallowing a ball.
My nose is full of goo.
I think about the things need done,
And feel a bit of dread.
So I will reconsider it,
And go right back to bed.
Us
The poems of poets vigorous
Can sometimes be most rigorous
And what makes us contiguous
Is that we can be ambiguous,
but creativity is not exiguous
New Chapter
One more time
of leaving in the dark,
driving thirty minutes uphill,
greeting twenty rambunctious kids,
having morning circle,
classes or crafts, hiking,
watching as they go wild
like the animals they study
playing in the oak brush.
And then new chapter.
So many chapters
in this novel of mine,
lots of twists and turns
highs and lows.
I don’t know what’s ahead,
but I’m happy to know
that every end precedes
a new beginning.