Category: poetry

Look Me in the Eyes

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d’Verse Poets Pub – Poetics: Getting Personal

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Look Me in the Eyes

Blue-green eyes stare back at me
This true reflection of myself
They know me – show me
For who I am
Mostly hopeful, happy, smiling
Little crinkles creep out from
The corners – laugh lines
(not crows feet)
Sometimes pensive, tense(ive)
Even sad – without a sparkle to share
They’ve got the blues
Squinty, maybe flinty, just a hint
Of yellow flecks flash disapproval,
Or confusion – a simple warning-
If you know to notice
Everything about this me is held
Within these blue-green eyes
Staring out at you

 

 

A Gathering Most Fowl

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d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille – Shall We Gather?
Lillian is gathering quadrilles over at the pub

 

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A Gathering Most Fowl

It was a mob scene
A larger-than-large gathering
This gaggle of geese
Waiting, impatiently,
For the corn in our pockets
Honking, pushing, and when
We had no more to give
They swam gracefully to the
Other side of the lake
Without a backward glance

 

Unzipped

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d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille #54: Zip It!

Unzipped

This poem has lost the
zippity
In it’s doo-dah
It’s buttoned down
Zipped up seriousness
Until it grabs a rope
And zip lines to the
Party side of my heart
Where darkness is
Banished by a sea of
waving Zippos and
hippy-dippy zippy tunes

Capturing the Sun

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Sunny-side up! At d’Verse Poets Pub
Lillian is looking for some sun

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Capturing the Sun

I picked a bunch of
Buttery daffodils
Trying to capture the sun
To keep a little piece for
Those days when the sky
Is only shades of gray
With dabs of paint and
Bold brush strokes my
Canvas is covered with
Yellow ruffles of sunshine
That cloudy days can not
Obscure

I meant to paint an egg

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d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille #53 – Egg

 

I meant to paint an egg ……
Maybe three
Lovely brown eggs
With some dark speckles
A downy feather stuck
To one of them
A slight crack for interest
put them in a nest,
in a coop,
with some chickens
Instead

I painted a pear

The Snowman

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Poetic Asides -Wednesday Poetry Prompt – Spring

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The Snowman

She built a snowman
On the first day of Spring
Festooned it with a garland

Of frozen daffodils
A line of limp crocus
Buttons marched

Down its rounded belly
A wreath of apple buds
Circled its snowy head

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We got about 8” of wet snow – schools were cancelled, the art museum closed – perfect conditions for snowman building.

Empty Nest

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We’re ‘Soul Gazing’ with Paul over at d’Verse Poets Pub
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Empty Nest

This empty room
has no soul
It is a cavern
Lacking life
No music blaring , no laughter
Not the oasis of calm
I had imagined
No dirty socks or
Candy bar wrappers
Hiding under the unmade bed
No posters and tape
Marks adorning the walls
Instead a Monet has found
Its way onto the freshly
Painted surface
The smell of you has
Been replaced by lavender
And lemon grass
Sunlight streams in through
Clean windows like a picture
In some home improvement
Magazine, organized, coordinated
But without a soul

Dear Art Instructor

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Dear” Poems – Imaginary Garden with Real Toads

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Dear Art Instructor,

I don’t have a clue
Can you tell
I smudge and smudge
The squiggles of charcoal
I’ve drawn
Until, on my paper, is just
An amorphous blob of gray
Not a flower
And you smile, erase
Sketch and suddenly
My smudge becomes
A lovely blossom
Can you tell
I don’t have a clue