9/30 PAD Challenge When he's gone

When He’s Gone 

My time is not for me alone

I am on call from dawn to dawn
Relentlessly I care for him

Yet, I will miss him when he’s gone

Contributes little in this life

His words are few, the day is long

At times my patience wears so thin

Yet, I will miss him when he’s gone

His smile can warm the coldest heart

His hugs and kisses can go on

And his delight becomes my own

Yes, I will miss him when he’s gone

PAD Challenge 8/30 response to dead poet

“Let us then be up and doing.”  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, A Psalm of Life

A Psalm of Flu

Let us then be up and doing

Sorry Henry not today

I’m so sick I feel like dying

So it’s in my bed I’ll stay.

PAD Challenge 7/30 Circle

 

Isolation Circle

Through years of Bible, though this may sound odd,

I can see clearly how to tick off God.

When you think of sin, if you do at all,

You may think of pride, Adam and the fall. 

Or lust, greed, laziness, wrath, gluttony,

 Hate, disrespect, Sabbath breaking, envy,  

Thievery, blasphemy, adultery,

Dishonesty, murder, idolatry.   

Or you may think self-centeredness is chief.

You may get close with doubt and unbelief.

Or not doing all the things you should do,

Reaching out to less fortunate than you.

To grieve God’s heart, draw a circle about

you and all you love, and leave Jesus out.

PAD challenge 6/30 right and left

Philippe Petit 

It was illegal

But he had do to it

He was born to

He alone was able

No one else could do it

There was no why 

They snuck up

Strung a cable to the other tower

Using a bow, line and arrow 

That August morning

People stared up, eyes wide

Mouths agape 

The trick

Not to go the right or left

And he did it

But he was arrested

Police report simply said
Man on wire 

His punishment

To perform for children
Then he was free

PAD Challenge 5/30 Text Message

Modern Conveniences

 

this is

my first

and last

text message

before I smash my cell phone

call me on my land line

PAD Challenge 4/30 Just Beneath the ... and Poetic Bloomings Life event

Just Beneath the Excitement 

and the anticipation

of seeing friends or relatives,

or visiting a first-for-you place

or having new adventures

lies frustration that air travel is no longer fun

as you take off your shoes,

go through long lines,

sort your cell phone, change and keys,

carry-ons, wallets or purses

in plastic bowls and tubs,

and stand in an electronic archway

while guards stare

and wave wands over your body. 

Just beneath the surface of joy lies fear

that the world is no longer a safe place,

that an unescorted bag could be a bomb

and anything could happen

since the towers disintegrated before our eyes.

PAD Challenge 3/30 Scary

Grounded 

He’s big and bold.

His calf muscles bulge

as he climbs the mountain.

He looks back

with kind eyes

melding into mine.

His strong arm stretches

as he reaches for my hand.

I shrink back.

I stay where I’m at.

Grounded.