Hour 10 “What is Love”
what is love
but the yeasty smell
of bread
baking in the oven,
that yellow kitchen
warm with sunshine
and acceptance.
Even when clouds
of conflict arise like smoke
they somehow soften,
melting like butter
on the warm slice.
Hour 11 – The Path – A Ninette to the Mosquitos
Through
the green
mosquito
trail, we hiked–
dancing light entranced
so we forgot
to itch the
bites you
left
Ninette poetry form
Prompt 11 – Photo by Tim Foster on Unsplash
Green Dragon Candle
Long ago I was gifted a large
green dragon candle
with glowing red eyes.
In resting green dragon pose
it watches everything that goes on
We have reached an accommodation
where I don’t light the candle and
the dragon does not breathe fire
in my presence.
It does not talk or make noises
but I can sense disapproval
with a mere tilt of its head.
Once after I had to cleaned up
the ash that gathered
on the table and the carpet
the dragon winked.
Patriotism
In my humble opinion, patriotism
… is a heartfelt emotion
stirred up by love for country
stirred up by love for Constitution
stirred up by love for others
… does not compel others
to love like you do for our nation
to love like you do for fellow citizens
to love like you do for law and regulation
… is all-encompassing
it embraces all who do not look like us
it embraces all who do not think like us
it embraces all who traveled to be with us
2023 Poetry Marathon — Hour #11 — The Song of Summer
Chattering.
Rattling.
Buzzing.
Deafening.
The evening symphony lasts for hours
Crescendos build until every musician is performing
They enter and pause in waves
Every few minutes, a solo, until the rest of the orchestra joins in.
The concert last for days.
The mating song of the cicada.
The Tea Pot
I’ve never been much for tea parties
much to the chagrin of friends.
But one and only one time,
a tea pot saved my skin.
After a long and dreary winter,
my depression was quite severe
I was given a plain tea pot
made of glass and see-through clear.
I bought special tea balls
to put in the pot for tea
As they mixed with the hot water
vibrant flowers opened for all to see.
The flowers lifted my spirits
more than the gray spring ever could
I found a way to have summer
in my tea pot for my good.
A Cup of Fresh Water
“And if anyone gives even a cup of cold water to one of these little ones who is my disciple, truly I tell you, that person will certainly not lose their reward.” ~ Matthew 10:42 (NIV)
Giving those in need a cup of fresh water
regulates their body’s temperature,
helping speed the stomach’s digestive process,
flushing toxins from the blood stream and kidneys,
moistens tissues and protects vital organs,
carries much needed oxygen to the cells,
and dissolves minerals and vitamins–
as also reflecting well on the giver.
Hour 11 – 2023, Half Marathon.
11 / 2023, Half – Unprompted.
Scrambled news,
My soul is bemused by your voice
& my heart,
Ecstatic of your choice.
You choose me;
Wild and free.
Glowing –
And transformed;
Loved
Beyond the pain,
Most could never see.
You chose my mosaic
And covered my life
With majesty.
We are,
A kaleidoscope
Of Ecstasy.
H11.P11
Oh there you are my precious dream
Wrapped in sleep inside of me
Curious and wildly free
The maker of midnight tales
Sweet and sassyand just a little craze
I love the way your whispers stay
A memory on my lips as night becomes day.
Skinny dipping
The path was just enough for a hiker to get through.
It’s not the kind of place a city girl would do.
The green is vibrant and the flowers scent fills the air.
Follow the path to the lake, and in the moonlight become bare.
Full moon rises, the water is fair,
Reclothed and ready to go back on the trail,
Skinny dippings fun. Now lets get some ale.