24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
My name is Ardelle, although I'm also known as Ms. Tiger to You, or Ms. Tiger, or Tiger. I'm retired and live in Las Vegas. I began writing poetry and prose when I was 6, stopped when I was 18, then resumed when I was 54. I now write short stories themed to stage magic and illusion, and poetry. Perhaps I'll get courageous and try a screenplay or novel, who knows...
Ghazal: Of the Garden
I passed through that ancient garden.
Where I stepped, became a garden.
The sacred place must be enclosed
In order to be a garden.
How dared he place those others here?
By birthright, it was my garden.
They were banned by a fiery sword
And fled eastward from the garden.
Tiger is a river that flows
From the deep roots of the garden.
©Ardelle Hollis Ray
Before Darkness
Before Darkness
I believed in
The Starship Enterprise
And interstellar wonder.
During Darkness
I believed that
The Starship Enterprise
Should have stayed sunk.
Beyond Darkness
I believe that
The Starship Enterprise
Needs to survive.
Engage…
©Ardelle Hollis Ray
how easy
when the shadow
falls between us
when the sand
enters the sea
when the mist
blurs and blinds us
how easy to forget
when we are
we are now
©Ardelle Hollis Ray
Cosmic Joke
65,000 years ago
A star’s heart exploded,
Spreading the message of its death
In neutrinos and fire.
My husband was the first to know,
But never knew he knew,
Until the cosmic Humorist
Decided to tell him.
He has wondered over the years,
Yet avoids the answer.
What was the original joke
If he is the punch-line?
©Ardelle Hollis Ray