Something For Me – a Shadorma
please carve some
time out of your life
some love out
of your heart
save a little piece of you
something just for me
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Poetic Asides PAD 14 – “time out”
Tag: Poetic Asides
Last Cookie
Who took
my last cookie
the one I was saving
chocolate chip with
walnuts
Who snitched
my last cookie
while I brewed a perfect
cup of tea
Who pilfered
my last cookie
and left an empty
package on the shelf
Who made off with
my last cookie
the only one I wanted
Who swiped
my last cookie
when there were
snickerdoodles too
Who pirated
my last cookie
Arrrrr!!
Who purloined
my last cookie
leaving me longing
pining
yearning
for that gooey
crunchy circle of
nirvana
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Poetic Asides PAD 13 – “last (blank)
Defenseless
defend
your heart my
mother always said
but
this is not a fight
this is true love
and I surrender
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Badriomaku – Hungarian form
2-3-5-1-5-4-5
I recently was introduced to this form on Graeme Sandford’s blog
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Poetic Asides April PAD Day 11 – defensive
Tickled Pinkish – a Nonet
her silly antics made me laugh a
great big loud guffaw escaped and
floated through the atmosphere
I giggled til I thought
I’d burst and blushed a
shade of red – guess
it’s true I’m
tickled
pink
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Poetic Asides -April PAD Day 10
Choose an emotion and make it the title of your poem
doodle wars
in this meeting voices
drone – blah, blah, blah
and my brain engages
in battle
pay attention/
go ahead, doodle
sit up striaght/
love your slings and arrows
take some notes/
your umbrella is so divine
make eye contact/
Oh, flowers!
smile and nod/
geometric shapes, perfect
say something, contribute/
make more circles
at last both sides agree
meeting is adjourned
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Poetic Asides PAD Day 8 – doodle
Urban Fledgling
confused by traffic signals
and one way streets
she longs for a
dusty country road
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Poetic Asides PAD 7
“urban ________”
Tendril Mercies
“Roots” by Frida Kahlo
I was alone
abandoned
rejected
My world was
cracked
barren
I cried salty tears
of despair
praying for
absolution
redemption
And they watered
the hope which
was buried
almost dead
Slowly tendrils
of mercy
embraced me
and love returned
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Poetic Asides PAD Day 6 – Ekphrastic
Three Cats (an Elfji)
one
cat’s delightful
two are company
but I have three
anarchy
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PAD Day3 at Poetic Asides
Three Nights on a Pull-out Sofa
Night one –
So noble of me
giving up a soft mattress
to sleep on the couch
It’s only three nights
I can sleep anywhere
Night two –
I hope they appreciate
those comfortable beds
there is a bar poking my
back – maybe I should
sleep sideways –
nope
Night three –
So stupid of me
giving up a real mattress
my back aches before
I even lie down
what was I thinking
being noble is for the young
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PAD Day 3 at Poetic Asides – take the words Three (blank) and make them the title of your poem.
They Say
they say the moon is just some rock
a collection of debris leftover
from a gigantic space collision
an orbiting satellite on a fixed rotation
but my moon is soft and gentle
a glowing nightlight
a midnight friend who
sings love songs to my muse
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Poetic Asides PAD Day 2 – he said/she said
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