To My Son

You take my hand
and follow me with
unsteady steps and
simple trust
that I will lead you safely through
the springtime of your life

You run ahead
I follow close to
keep you safe from
unknown threats
as you skip playfully
through the summer of your life

Side by side
we walk along
companions in a life
of shared memories
your arm around my shoulder
as we stroll through the autumn of my life

You take my hand
I follow you with
unsteady steps and
simple trust
that you will lead me safely through
the winter of my life

~
posted at Poetic Bloomings  for the July PAD 5

old house

Carpe Diem Utabukuro

before I arrived
who were the people living here
only violets remain
© Issa

When I read this Haiku by Issa, I was reminded of an old abandoned house not far from where I live.

~

rotting wood
empty house slowly crumbles
memories linger

How to Set a Table

how to set a table ……

a plate to hold what nourishes me
a napkin to catch my mistakes
knife, fork, spoon, because I am grown up
a cup, a glass to fill to the brim
a chair beside mine – for you

~

Over at B&P Shadorma and Beyond, Bastet has us poeming “how to….”
while thinking about the rules of etiquette. MLMM


 

Fireworks

 

as dusk pulls open the
dark curtain of
a summer night
flashes of light rise up
from the grassy stage
signaling messages of love
in the stillness while
stars twinkle brightly
in perfect accompaniment
from my front row seat
I clap with joy, watching
this magical light show
put on by
Heaven & Earth Productions

~~

Poetic Bloomings  July PAD #2