24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
I no not wish I would have said yes to love.
But I do wish my children were in my arms, clamoring, ” Mommy, Mommy please!”
I hear my cousin in the background as I write and I remember when I dreamed of the mommy I would be.
Play dates in the sand, strawberries and cake on the seashore.
Food natural from the vine.
Free roaming children of mine.
Fitted in there on a wooden stand.
Bundles of pieces wrap around the them.
In between the Ivory, and white baby breathes.
Leaves of heart shapes greenish.
Trousers and in the rain they fall.
Times if harvests,
And candy fruits cocktails.
Tears of joy,
Comes in the morning.
Happy Mother’s day.
They comes home with a television, and gift cards.
The only thing they had.
That valued.
Along with,
Red Rover, red rover.
Where is my 1917 antique car.
Rosy,
The one.
Who bid,
On.
It, and sold it.
To me.
On,
Happy.
Valentine’s Day.
Best Buddies
Scribbles and Wiggles
are best friends;
they go everywhere together.
Wiggles carries Scribbles
on his back, and Scribbles
pretends to be a cowboy.
Wiggles whinnies
Scribbles shimmies
and both fall over laughing.
Scribbles wants to go to the lake
but Wiggles can’t swim, so
Scribbles draws them a raft.
Wiggles climbs on
Scribbles steers and they both
have a fantabulous day.
Scribbles likes to invent
wild stories and Wiggles
listens with gleeful attention.
Scribbles holds the pen
while Wiggles wriggles it —
that’s how they write their tales.
~ J R Turek
June 26, 2021 Hour 15
Struggling to see the hidden details
The latent sense of empathy
Striving to read in between the lines
Don’t let this imagination pass you by, You said
I wished I’d looked deeply
Or thinking in a reasonable way
As you said it will connect to the little me
Because the little me is as important as you’ll be
That doubt will come but they will cease
The pain will showcase but it will fade
Imogen, you said
Imagine yourself in a world of limitation
Where every determination produces a result
Where perseverance is an antidote to success
A journey that started with your imagination
Your imagery and insight into the real you
You made me try to see that what’s invisible
You told me to always imagine
I wished I had said Yes
Then, maybe I won’t be so static.
As they usually do and always will.
Unseen presence
Obscure figure
Wondering around
Who is he…
Who is she…
Wondering around
Waiting for sentence
In the last judgement
@Maritza – Hour Thirteen
I should have said yes… kissed more girls
and more boys who looked like girls
and more girls who looked like boys.
I should have said yes
to not getting married.
I should have said yes to college earlier
and yes to touring even earlier than that.
I should have said yes to Juilliard.
I should have said yes
to American Records
and yes to Willie K
and yes to the extra scoops of ice cream
that drifted in and out of my life
and yes to more random encounters
with beautiful strangers.
I should have said yes
to my glorious big belly
and luscious round ass
yes to more braless days.
I should have said yes
to honing deaf ears
for other people’s critical thoughts.
I should have said yes
to saying no to fear.
I should have said yes to permission.
Yeah, life is crap
Depression sucks
An endless darkness
Always trying to pull you under
With no visible sign of light
Sadness become normal.
The bad news;
It may never get better
But the good news is;
You are not alone.
In the moonlit path we walked together
“There are wild foxes here,” you said
And I took a step closer
Wondering if we would see them unless
They saw us first and swallowed us whole.
My hair caught in branches that swept low, pulling
At our clothes. “It’s eerie,” you smiled, disentangling
the strands, “but beautiful,” I murmured, breathless.
“Exactly. That’s why I come here for a stroll
on nights like these,” you whispered.
I think I said something but it cannot be denied
that night was magical, musical. I confess
I almost gave you my heart. I say almost.
For when morning came we went our separate ways
Our lives reverberated and re-wrote themselves
Only some moonlit nights you will find me, I guess
Pacing those paths. Trying to find a way
To soothe this restless soul.
The time was confusing
I’d rather choose my safe place
I’d rather choose my current zone
But, I was bored
I needed more challenges
I needed changes in my life
I took it,
I said yes to it,
I changed my life,
It was hard decision, hard condition
But I took it
Now, my life is different,
And I never regret I took it.