Author: Candace

I am a reader, a writer, and a snapper of photos

Oh How It Grows

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Poem One for Me–dVerse Quadrille
Victoria has us poeming at the Pub today

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Oh, How It Grows

It was just a word
Or two
The beginning of a rhyme
Or not
No telling what it might become
With time
And a little TLC, a tonic, a potion
A shot of moon dust
Oh, how it grows
This little poemlette of mine

 

A Cherita

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Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #17 Out of The Carpe Diem Box …

 

A new form, for me, a Cherita using the theme Winter Time

Cherita (pronounced CHAIR-rita) is a linked poetry form of one-, two-, and three-line stanzas.
Cherita is the Malay word for “story” or “tale”.

Here’s my attempt
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Snow fell steadily overnight

Morning sun shines
On fields of white

Tracks cross from woods to road
Left behind by white tailed deer
Foraging for food

Power of Words

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Weekend Mini-Challenge: Art with Me
We’re writing about words in the Garden  this weekend

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Power of Words

 

These words can be super heroes
Throwing you a lifeline
When you are drowning
Talking you down off that ledge

Picking you up when you’re
Too tired to go on –
Or maybe villains
Laughing at your sorrow

Tripping you in the dark
Stalking you when you try to run
They can be a warm companion on a cold day
Curled up beside you

Snuggled under an afghan
Sharing a cup of tea –
Or maybe your worst nightmare
Chasing you through your dreams

Until you scream out loud
These words can bring healing
Like a hug from a friend or
A day in the sunshine

These words have powers
Handle with care

 

Extraordinary Birthday

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Get Listed: Landslide Month

Reflecting on celebrations and milestones in the Garden

Also posted at d’Verse  poets for Open Link Night

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Extraordinary Birthday

I sit here, feet up,
With a cup of tea
Just reflecting on the
Little things that become special
Little things like a wolf puppet
Who came to life two years ago
When a rebellious three year-old
Refused to take her vitamins
And the wolf (who shall be
Named Wolfie Scalliwag) spoke
Up and said, “ I don’t think you are
Behaving.” And that sweet child paused,
Then readily took those vitamins
Every year we celebrate that day –
Wolfie’s birthday
And I wonder, as the years unfold,
How many birthdays we’ll celebrate
Until the child is no longer charmed
By Wolfie Scalliwag – wolf puppet
Extraordinaire

 

A Healing Garden

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D’Verse Poets Pub – Poetics with poisonous plants

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A Healing Garden

 

I will purge my pretty garden of
its foxglove poison
Plow under the toxic nightshade and
noxious belladonna
Take a hatchet to the deadly hemlock
Rip out the baneful wolfsbane
and let my garden heal itself with fields
Of golden dandelion, mallows, yarrow
And St John’s Wort

Remember Me

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Poetic Asides – Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 424

Write a ‘sick’ poem

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Remember Me

 

I get a funny feeling deep
In my tummy – or is it
My heart – not quite sick
More forlorn, whenever I
Click the box ‘remember me’
On an online form
It’s kind of like the feeling I
Get whenever I think about
Fun we had and how we laughed
Until tears ran down
Our cheeks – then someone
Snorted and we laughed
Even harder and how
I wish there had been a box
For me to check
On your heart that said
‘remember me’