24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
As I rise to the occasion
Wings full filling all time, matter and space
to embrace the universe
i dip from the moon’s glow
and caress the milky way’s threshold
to cover her whole land and sea
skies unfold 5 fold
1 – 2 – 3 – 4
5
water earth air fire
balance
Lover nurturer and Queen
ruler of all things
goddess in the final hour
pride vindicated
like Phoenix out of the ashes
coming to claim
what is already in me
reign supreme
goddess in the infinite hour
~ism
Make sure your shoestrings are tight
As you walk through life
Taking it all in stride
One step at a time
The beauty of life can’t help but enthrall
Moving along without the trip and the fall
Take it in stride as you take in it all
Avoiding lifes wayward call
The postman throws my letters away,
cheerfully singing, “Have a nice day!”
“How dare you!”, I yell.
Fists shaking in anger
Face red with rage
Glowering I walk away, my ego wrapped in a bandage.
The postman throws my letters away,
Cheerfully singing, “Have a nice day!”
Glaring at him, I grit my teeth
That cheeky youngster deserved a spanking.
Veins popping, I try meditating
But then his sardonic face flashes before me and he’s escaping.
The postman throws my letters away,
Cheerfully singing, “Have a nice day!”
I seethe, I bellow and rant and rave.
Undeterred he pokes his tongue out
And cycles away
I scowl. That little pest with his hair full of hairspray.
The postman throws my letters away,
Cheerfully singing, “Have a nice day!”
My blood pressure rises
People call me petulant
It’s all just a joke I say to myself
To my surprise I laugh and shake my head. He’s like a roguish elf.
The postman doesn’t throw my letters away
But cheerfully sings, “Have a nice day!”
I’m wide-eyed and confused
“Where’s that cheeky boy who usually delivers letters?”
A raised eyebrow from the postman
“Sir, no national deliveries for two weeks.
Everyone was vacationing in Kazakhstan.”
I am amazed at the time my eyes stayed open,
I proved that opportunities encouraged me like the help of a friend.
So much resided in my mind over the course of a day,
Still sounds and expressions go unanswered, I couldn’t phrase what I wanted to say.
At the beginning of the poetry marathon challenge, I was excited, caffeine full, and wired.
I’ve tried to function on short naps and conversations, NOW I AM TIRED!
Dear
It’s been a long time since I’ve written
I’ve been busy knitting mittens
The children at school
like the ones made of wool
Their fingers stay warm
and away from harm
of frostbite
if I weren’t so nice
In the Same Place, Another Must Go Also
loam loose underfoot, dark tome
for a quarrel rested between forest floor
and a lyric of mantra on the tongue, brittle sand
crisp from wind droning. i take a wisp
of gin on my lips and my father’s shovel to the grove.
i also take the outlandish shaking of flowers under my arm, cry
petal, a flurry of pink like blood spoors, ladle
heads in their slumped dryness, into beds
where my mother beneath tickles the bare
toes of petunias, unknown to the noses of wandering does.
Still drinking coffee
words coming slower
thoughts struggling to form
slowing
The end is in sight
the sun is rising
chocolate and caffeine
only numbing my brain/
School supplies
same stuff
every year
pens, pencils
paper, notebooks
and don’t forget clothes
nothing fits from last school year
When was the last time,
You have fallen peacefully asleep at night?
And not think about the things,
That haunt your restless mind?
When was the last moment where you went to bed to sleep,
Hugged your pillows so tight,
And not worry about the monsters inside your head,
Along with the problems that give you fright?
When was the last time you lie down,
And felt the surging relief after a tiring day,
And not dreadfully stare at the ceiling,
While you think about the things that are gone but should’ve stayed?
When was the last time you cuddled
Among warm blankets and your favorite stuffed bear,
And not wake in the middle of the night, screaming,
Because of an unwanted nightmare?
When was the last time you have slept
‘Till the early sunrise,
And not stayed up all night,
Thinking about your inevitable demise?
When was the last time you have happily put off
Everything that you are doing just so you can rest,
And not crying horribly because of the loaded school works,
And all the things you need to review for your test?
When was the last time you have closed your eyes,
Satisfied with how your day went,
And not painfully close it,
Asking what every crack in your heart meant?
When was the last time you have looked forward
In going home,
And not worry about how you’ll end up wide awake in your bed,
Feeling all alone?
Just tonight, please hold tight.
Stop thinking, stop worrying.
Just stop what you are doing.
Give it to God, and go to sleep, Darling. (more…)
Moon lit walks and late night talks,
By the lake side, or where we reside,
Fond of the glory of our youth and summer nights spent aloof,
We often dreamt of another place and space.
You made a canopy for me, in your heart and arms, a refuge
Where you comfort me, spare stories and share laughs for memories sake,
The infinite ways you say
I love you
I’ll always remember, no matter where you are, or when I am afar,
My heart belongs to you.