lost not found

lost not found

one sock
always one sock
missing after a week
of camp
I pack them in pairs
and one always wanders
off on its own looking
for adventure outside
the duffel bag
I’ve seen these daring
socks along the hiking
trails and on the path
to the dining hall looking
haggard and down trodden
left behind when campsites
hold nothing but the detritus
of carefree summer days
destined for the lost and
found box that no one ever
bothers to check
replaced by new pairs
rolled together for safe keeping

Cordially Invited


photo by Tom Chambers


You are cordially invited
deer, the invitation read,
to a dinner in your honor
so I donned my finest
white dress and brushed
my hair until it shone
cleaned the dirt from
under my fingernails
pinched my cheeks to
give them a blush of color
I brushed up on my table
manners and witty repartee
memorized some famous
poems and read the top
news stories of the day
I arrived promptly at the
appointed hour only to find
there was no spelling error
in that invitation (I had assumed
the “deer”was me)
and I would not be sitting in the
place of honor today

Mag 312

A Nod to the Bard

The quality of mercy
is not negotiable
you can not barter
for a larger measure
you can not hoard it
like a miser
although you beg
and plead it is given
only from the heart of
the compassionate
unto the meek and humble
hubris will not gain favor
or conceit feel its tender
it can not be bought
or sold and its value
can not be numbered
The quality of mercy
is a gift


It’s all about Shakespear today in the Garden

In The Dark

sometimes in the dark I see you
the ghost of another lifetime
the plot of a story in rhyme
just a shadow cast in deep blue
a clouded lens, distorted view
a scepter that I cannot name
when morning comes you don’t remain
then once again I feel the loss
and long for calm of night and doss
the dark when you might come again

d”Verse Meeting the Bar – Decima  (I missed out on the link to post this at d’Verse Poets. *shrug*)

In My Shoes


Go ahead walk
a mile in my shoes
try the sneakers
(you might have to run)
or the zebra striped flats
stay away from the new
canvas ones – they pinch
if you choose the garden
boots wear socks to
avoid nasty blisters
penny loafers will transport
you back in time – if
you wear them too long
flip flops are always fun
I recommend the aqua pair
Go ahead take a walk
in my shoes ’cause I’ll
be dancing barefoot


Poetic Asides PAD 23 – footwear

Hope N’at

We sat along the crick waiting
The sky was unusually blue
the blue of joy
We packed our lunch
chipped chopped ham sandwiches
and planned to stay all day
if necessary
It was the day the iggle hatchlings
were due to fledge
After years of pollution from
still mills and factories the air
and rivers around Pittsburgh
were fresh and clean
and the iggles were nesting again
The first bird took flight and
as we looked over the hill
toward dahntahn
we were filled with hope n’at

I had  a little fun in the Garden using some of the words you hear in the Pittsburgh, PA area