Secrets

A secret’s a secret

If you keep it in store

But if you let it out

It’s a secret no more

Poetic Bloomngs prompt: the week that was

Busy Week

Pray the prayers

Deadline’s looming

Write the devotions

Company’s coming

Clean the house

Play some word games

Duo’s up

Make the meals

Pray the prayers

Deadline’s looming

Send in the devotions

Company’s coming

Clean the house

Duo’s hungry

Hear them calling

Cook the meals

Play some word games

Happy Birthday to me

Deadline’s looming

Write the articles

Company’s coming

Clean the house

Need vet interview

Pray the prayers

Deadline’s looming

Work on lesson

Wait for vet to return call

Pray the prayers

Company’s coming

Clean the house

Deadlines’ looming

Company’s coming

Interview the vet

Play some word games

Deadline’s looming

Write the articles

Work on the lesson

Pray the prayers

Company’s coming

Clean the house

Company came

Had a great time

Play some word games

Work on the lesson

Deadline’s looming

Pray the prayers

wordle: pond, school, explained, skim

Ponder

The pond beckoned

explained the student

who escaped from school

to skip stones and watch

them as they bounced

and skimmed across

the water’s surface.

Ponds do that,

especially to country kids.

Object in the back closet

Shoes

What can I do with

fifty pair of shoes?

Shoe a large centipede?

Maybe they’d make good planters?

Or I could border my flower garden

with them, instead of rocks.

Or stuff them between the walls

as insulation.

Maybe I could put them on display

in a china cabinet

to bring back the memories.

I could make unique centerpieces,

collages or candleholders.

If my Christmas tree was larger

I could use them as ornaments.

Perhaps bookends for all of my books?

Picture frames?

What do I do with fifty pair of shoes

when I only wear a few?

Maybe it’s time to head for Good Will.

Form Poem

I wait

Anticipate

Your answers

I know I can depend on You

Time may pass

They’ll come at last

Not because I’m great

But because You’re promises are true.

Wednesday Poetic Asides--Until We Meet Again

Sisters

We used to see each other day.

We had a specific order around the table—

Judy, Linda, Kathy, Karen, me.

We fought, laughed, played, grew together.

So many experiences:

The Sunflower Club, Girl Scouts

Hikes all over the neighborhood

Skating, Hide and Seek, Sardines

Reading #5 and playing Scrabble

Vacations in Delaware

and the Up at the Bus

Good times at Shannon Creek Park

Mowing, gardening, more mowing

Croquet and badminton with cousins and boyfriends

Every Christmas Eve at Pappap’s

Now, we have phone calls, blogs,

and Facebook till we meet again.

We’re not a daily part of each other’s lives,

but yet, we are.

Brother or Sister

I love my four sisters

but always missed

having a brother

Teacher

T eacher

E ducator

A dvocate

C oach

H elper

E ncourager

R elayer of knowlege

PB Life's a Little Weird

My Life’s a Little Different

I dry my hair.

He jumps up and down beside me.

I burn my finger.

She laughs.

I vacuum the floor.

He hugs the vacuum cleaner.

We have fun chatting,

even though she can’t talk.

I delight in his music

as he plays the vacuum cleaner hose.

I’m busy writing a novel

and she wants me to arrange

dozens of items on her lap in order.

I shop as I push her in her wheelchair

and he follows behind the cart.

I have to be careful where I put my teabags

so he doesn’t eat them.

I brush my teeth

and I brush theirs.

I do my exercises.

He wants to dance.

I wake up in the morning saying hello

as she says hello back.

I relax in the living room

and in he walks

with his pants around his ankles.

The calendar says October

and she’s ready for Christmas.

I pray in the morning

and he drools on my head.

Life’s a little weird sometimes.

October 22, 2011 Saturday wordle: flash, enrich, clout, off-center

Off Center

In a flash

A blinding light

A lightning strike

The idea came to me

The dream

The vision

The inspiration

To enrich my life

My world

My journey

But I didn’t have enough clout

Power

Influence

To pull it off

Maneuver

Manipulate

Accomplish

So it threw me off-center.

Off kilter

For a loop.

A shadorma--Something in my yard

Ceramic

Pink toothpick holder

Lay buried

In my yard

Many years when I found it

I wish it could speak

Clarihew

The puppeteer Kevin Clash

With Elmo makes a big splash

If everyone is backing him,

Why do I feel like smacking him?

PA prompt: Spooky

Spooky

A cobbled street in the fog

Spiders, snakes, a three-headed dog

A hoot of an owl, a squeak of a mouse

Creaky stairs in a haunted house

Ogres, goblins, ghosts and bats

Glowing eyes of witches’ cats

Vampires, zombies, devils, demons

Wandering spirits, frightened screamin’

Skeletons dancing in the moonlight

Rattling chains in the deep of night

Specter in a mirror, a gnarly tree

Fanged creatures, a whispered plea

An empty coffin, eyes with no pupils

Beasts and aliens with no scruples

Quickening footsteps on a shady path

Beauty contestants on teaching math

Object in Livng Room

Entertaining Angels

An antique Christmas ornament

sits on my entertainment center—

an angel in a transparent case.

She has blond hair, dainty features,

long eyelashes, red dress,

and golden wings.

I can imagine a real angel

(older than creation,

able to roll away a boulder,

supernaturally open iron gates,

clothe the mouths of hungry lions,  

intimidate to the point

of turning grown men’s

limbs to goo)

 standing there

looking at this bit of plastic

and having a good chuckle.  

Travel

Travel

T aking off by car or plane

R eadying for adventure and fun

A way we go on boat or train

V acationing in the sun

E very trip is unique

L et us go to Mozambique!

Poetic Bloomings reaping a harvest

Planting seeds of hope

Watering with sweat and tears

Reaping with delight

wordle: heartbroken, life, divided, petals

Heartbroken at the

life taken so needlessly,

divided between justice and forgiveness

tears fell softly like rose petals.

Kitchen object

At a Second Glance

They say who I love and who loves me

They express the way I see things

They’re proof of where I’ve been

They help remind me of important dates

And why I do the things I do

Refrigerator magnets

Form Poem Kyrielle

To Search for You

Confusion grew from year to year

My path in life became unclear

For what I wanted, had no clue

And so I vowed to search for You

And though I went to church each week

And yes to You I’d often speak

The differences it made were few

And so I vowed to search for You

I traveled far from east to west

And true, I tried to do my best

To read Your Word the whole way through

And so I vowed to search for You

And I was careful to apply

Your Holy Word, at least to try

And slowly You made all things new

Because I vowed to search for You

But greater than the things I see

To know and feel Your love for me

I learned Your Spirit led me to,

Make my vow to search for You

PA prompt disguised

Disguised

His crude manner

keeps people at a distance.

They shake their heads

at his unkempt hair and beard,

his worn tennis shoes,

holey jeans and tee.

He has no sense of decorum

and on occasion offends,

especially the perfectionists.

Yet he gives selflessly,

works hard helping others

and is particularly tender

to those most vulnerable.

He’s a sheep in wolf’s clothing.

Grandparents or Grandchildren

A Grandma’s Heart

Like a woman

with an empty womb

Longing to hear

the pitter patter of feet

A little piping voice

A small warm body

to curl up on her lap

For now the cat

will have to do

Cowboy or Cowgirl

My Little Sister

Red cowboy hat
Perched on short blond hair
Green eyes, wan smile
Black vest, silver guns
On Horsey Sam’s saddle
Galloping, galloping, galloping
Over imaginary terrain
Riding off into the sunset
Of my memory

Poetic Bloomings Falling Short

Expression

The fervent pastor paces as he preaches

Back and forth faster as he teaches

Repeating himself to get the point across

Worshipful hearts give birth to praise

Thoughts are good starts but it’s time to raise

Your hands and voices and give thanks for the cross

wordle: child, shadow, wave, free

Like a child

Playing carefree in the shadow of a guard dog

I look up, smile and wave

Rituals

Turn on computer

Check mail

Check word plays

Post prompt

Write a poem

Get breakfasts

Pack lunches

Bustle folks out the door

Pray

October 6, 2011 Shadorma

Autumn leaves

Aging and changing

And Dying

Reminding us

 Our own short times in the sun

And coming slumber.

October 5, 2011 Poetic Asides Fall Poem

Autumn Psalm

Thank You for afternoon sunshine,

clear blue skies and  gentle wind.

For walks in the park with friends,

fresh air and final dose of yard care.

Thank You for refreshing rain,

rows of pumpkins and trees dressed

in golds, oranges, reds, purples

as if in celebration and thanksgiving

for past long sunny, summer days,

present crisp ones and the coming

cold slumber and bustle of winter.

October 4, 2011 Busy

Bustling about

Under deadlines

Stressed at times

Yet glad to be busy

Oct 3, 2011 Something surprising in something ordinary

Let Us Take a Closer Look

White like bone

Pale yellow like real butter

Yellow green like a praying mantis

Pale green like mint candy

Green yellow like corn husks

Green like grass

Green like an evergreen

And a little rust

It’s surprising how many colors

are in a head of lettuce.

Poetic Blooms wordle: wander, headlines, energy, music, lonely, joke

Poetic Reports

My eyes wander over the headlines

of the local paper looking for words

which capture the energy, the music,

the loneliness, the joke of life.

None do. Wouldn’t it be nice

if poets reported the news?

Wordle: Statue, muscles, story, move

One Statue’s Story

Her blank eyes blinked,

her facial muscles twitched,

and she smiled for the first time

in one hundred twenty-five years.

What a relief to rest her right arm

and set down the heavy stone tablets.

She rustled her long flowing robes

to make her move off the pedestal.

She shook her hair free from the bun,

and skipped off to Madison Avenue,

where she could replace the seven spikes

with something more fashionable.

Baker's Dozen School Days

Just Wondering

What would my school days

have been like

 If I had forgotten

my locker combination

 as many times

as I have dreamed about it

in the next thirty-five years?