A Shield For Me (Hour 21)
your prayers
are the umbrella that shields me
from life’s troubling droplets
and trickles of tempest
and devastating deluge
that threaten to turn
into a feisty storm.
Longing5am
As I sit here, sluggishly
writing to complete my task
at hand-
I find myself thinking
about my bed and sleep
It’s been a long day
but a short, quick one
at the same time
I started off bright eyed
now I can barely keep
my eyes open
moments of clarity
where I can power through
excitedly typing away
others where if I close my eyes
I’m going to pass out
Don’t you taunt me bed
That’s not right
I could have napped earlier
but at the same time-
I didn’t want to run the risk
of missing deadlines.
stop singing your sweet siren
song- I’ll be with you as soon as
possible; I have other things that I
need to take care of before we meet
Wait for me
Hour Twenty-Two: From Acorns
From Acorns
“The sky is falling!” proclaimed Chicken Little
Fake news the bird did propound
So on-point was she with her message
That needless fear spread around
When the flock checked back at her henhouse
An acorn was found on the ground
“It’s only a symptom,” said Little
“The rest is sure to fall down!”
Consider the source is the moral
Check the facts before you expound
Be wary of what you think you know
From acorns mighty oaks can abound
A little Tenderness
I’m tired
And the sky
Has turned to grey
In my heated blanket
May It comfort me today
I’m hungry
Which seems to take
My words away
Could really use some coffee
I’m still writing
Even though I’m whining
Come what may
Hour 19 (2022)
You cannot burn those
who’ve spent their whole lives
licking the flames.
But go ahead, try.
I am more fire
than woman.
Tenderness (Hour 22)
Wool-soft palms patting my back
imparting warmth upon my bare back
Cream-smooth voice whispering sweet
nothings into my confused ears
A mother’s voice calming
a troubled child
Master of the house
feeding a starving pet
You and I alone in bed
on a rainy day.
Those Who Take Care of Us – Hour Twenty-Two
There are many angels in our lives
Some family, some friends
Those who take care of us through time
On whom we can depend
The ones that never ask a thing
And want nothing in return
Those that hold us at our worst
Our rocks at every turn
Those so giving in their need
That they only ask our best
Are life’s most precious dears, indeed
True cuts above the rest
We strive to be just like them
In our actions and our words
They are the unsung heroes
Altruistic thunderbirds
They come in all shapes and sizes
Hail from every walk of life
To grace us with their presence
When our lives are met with strife
They’re the ones who care about us
Where should the roles be reversed
We would emulate their nature
In the way they have rehearsed
Tender – Hour 22 Prompt
Tenderness
can be exhausting
unless
the tenderness
is returned
22 Making sure
22 Making sure
Millie nudges under the blanket
Where she has slept for the night
Her breathing a mystery to me
As I place my hand on her chest
To be sure that it rises and falls
Gentle puppy yips as she dreams
Rain on the Window
Water falling from the sky is almost enough to make me believe in miracles.
The percussion sings when the electric fractal neurons travel into the ground,
the whole world shudders to the rhythm,
and everything alive comes to life
with the fragrance of soil and ozone.
I remember clearly once, years ago,
after a rain storm
the air was so clear
I could see how high the sky goes.