Monday, June 23, 2025

Forget Blank Poetic Bloomings

 Regrettably Forgettable

 

I was trying to think of a lady’s name today.

We knew her years ago.

She used to lead the singing in a previous church.

I asked Hubby if he remembered her name.

We had her over for supper once.

She sold a puzzle to one of our friends.

She had a unique way of memorizing directions.

She’d close her eyes and picture them.

The more I tried to jog my husband’s memory,

I realized how unmemorable she was.

All the years later when discussing

that particular church with others,

nobody said anything about her.

I don’t know her name,

where she moved to,

or if she is living or dead.

I do hope she has better friends

who remembers who she is.

 

 

New Blank PAD 27-1

 New Florence

 

I always wanted to go to Florence, Italy,

Because I lived in New Florence, PA.

I wanted to see why some Italian

Thought it a fitting name for our tiny town.

 

But when I finally made it to Florence, Italy,

I discovered the locals called it Firenze.

Should our tiny town be called New Firenze?

Knowing us we’d probably translate it “Frenzy.”

 

The town I live in now is Cortez.

Wouldn’t it be weird if tourists came

And called it something else? “Cortese?”

Which means courteous or polite.

 

So the next time I go to Firenze,

I’ll tell them I’m from Cortese.

I hope they don’t misunderstand

And think I’m boasting about my manners.

 

New Blank PAD 27-2

 New York memories

Getting lost, rush hour traffic

Rather watch You Tube

Sunday, June 22, 2025

Hermit crab poem PAD 26-3

 Sticky Note Left on Door

 

I’m here, and you’re not.

Now you’re here and I’m not.

Why I came?

I forgot.

Hermit Crab poem PAD 26-2

 To Do List

 

Caregiving for Jake

Meals, dishes, walk

Bible Study

Poetry project

Clean porch furniture

Start mower, mow

Get groceries

 

Jake cancelled

Mower won’t start

 

Redo To do List

 

Meals, dishes, walk

Bible Study

Poetry project

Clean Porch Furniture

Get groceries

 

Did Bible study and poetry

Fell asleep

Redo To Do List

 

Meals, dishes walk

Clean Porch Furniture

Get Groceries

 

Got distracted by a You Tube Video

 

Redo To-do list

 

Meals, dishes, walk

Get Groceries

 

I don’t feel like doing groceries

 

Redo To-do list

 

Meals, dishes, walk

Binge on Korean Romance

 

 

 

Saturday, June 21, 2025

hermit crab poem PAD 26-1

 

Countries I’ve Been To

The Bahamas, Canada, England, France, Germany, Holy See, Italy, Kenya, Mexico, Northern Ireland, Peru, Puerto Rico, Republic of Ireland, Scotland, Turks and Caicos the United States of America (all fifty states), U. S. Virgin Islands, and Wales.

Countries on My Wish List

Albania, Andorra, Antigua and Barbuda, Armenia,  Austria, Azerbaijan, Barbados, Belgium, Belize,  Bhutan, Bolivia, Brazil, Bulgaria, Cabo Verde, Chile, China, Columbia, Congo, Costa Rica, Croatia, Cyprus, Czechia, Denmark, Dominica, Dominican Republic, Ecuador (Galapagos Islands), Egypt, El Salvador, Equatorial Guinea, Estonia, Fiji, Finland, Georgia,  Ghana,  Greece, Grenada, Guatemala, Hungary, Iceland, India,  Israel, Jamaica, Japan,  Jordan, Latvia, Maldives, Marshall Islands, Mauritius, Morocco, Mozambique, Namibia, Nauru, Nepal, Netherlands, New Zealand, Nicaragua, Palau, Panama, Papua New Guinea, Paraguay, Philippines, Poland, Portugal, Romania, Russia, Saint Kitts and Nevis, Saint Lucia, Saint Vincent and the Grenadines, Samoa, San Marino, Sao Tome and Principe, Senegal, Serbia, Seychelles, Singapore, Slovakia, Slovenia, Solomon Islands, Spain, Suriname, Sweden, Switzerland, Taiwan, Thailand, Timor-Leste, Tonga, Trinidad and Tobago, Turkey, Uruguay, Vanuatu, and Vietnam

I’ve got a ways to go.

 

 

Friday, June 20, 2025

Memory PAD 25-3

 Distinctive Memory

 

We had a small house for seven of us.

We rarely had visitors that weren’t kids.

But one Sunday, after church,

Mom brought some friends home for lunch.

 

That sent us all back to the bedrooms to eat.

We’d come out when we needed refills.

I went out to get another piece of corn on the cob.

Mom handed it to me over a lady.

 

A drop of butter fell in her red hair piled high.

I grabbed the corn and hurried out.

That’s one memory that remains unfaded.

I wonder if she ever noticed.