An Everyday Kind of Love

An Everyday Kind of Love

Love is nothing like the movies –
sometimes
it looks like laundry and dirty dishes.
Real love
happens in the school drop- off line and
hides in
the bleachers of soccer matches and band festivals,
simple
ordinary times when a parent’s love fills all the empty
places.

waltmarie poetic form

Rescue Mission

Rescue Mission

A shopping trip with old friends-
we all
look forward to searching out bargains, and we
deserve
a day out now and then – our passion is
second
hand shops where unwanted, discarded items get
chances
to shine once more, to find gentle mercies
in life

waltmarie

We Come Once More

We Come Once More

We come, once more, to this
thankful
season. A time of introspection for
poets
whose cups spill over with syllables of love,
with souls
filled to the brim with joy and sadness, and hearts
that beat
out the rhythm of life and death
with truth.

waltmarie poetic form

Of Peace and Drama

d’Verse Poets Pub – Poetics: Garden(ing)
https://dversepoets.com/2021/07/13/poetics-gardening/

Of Peace and Drama

she takes her camera to the bit of land that
she works
looking for bees and butterflies hoping
to find
a Monarch flitting among the milkweed she has planted
a place
where they can lay their eggs, where caterpillars munch the leaves
where peace
is sometimes an illusion, as insects and birds play out the drama of who
exists

waltmarie#poeticforms

Waltmarie Poetic Form-
10 line poem, any subject, even numbered lines are 2 syllables and form their own poem when read separately. Odd lines are longer with no specific syllable count.

Spring Again

Spring Again

Next week it will be Spring
again
the crocus and daffodils that waited beside the
tulips
for the slanting sun rays to warm the earth
will bloom
and dull winter birds will put on their best feathers
looking
for mates and building nests, never doubting miracles
like hope

waltmarie poetic form

How Does the Moon Stay Warm

Weekly Scribblings #57: Let Us Write (together)

How Does the Moon Stay Warm?

Does the moon get cold hanging in the dark sky
alone
with only distant star-filled constellations for company
at night
I could bring him blankets and a pot of tea – no
I shall
find another moon to sit beside him, hug him tightly
whisper
secrets from another world, jokes that make him burst into laughter, dance, sing out
love notes

Waiting for Love

Waiting for Love

I long to see the moon again
hidden
Behind a cloud laden night sky
unseen
I wait by an open window with
my heart
Willing the cloud to roll away to watch as it
unfolds
Freeing the moonbeams to kiss my face
slowly

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“This week, a Poetic Asides member shared a poetic form she created. While I don’t usually share nonce forms, I’ve tried this one myself, and I think it’s a lot of fun. So without further ado, I’m introducing Candace Kubinec’s form, the Waltmarie (which is itself a nod to PA members and Poetic Bloomings hosts, Marie Elena Good and Walter J. Wojtanik).” From Poetic Asides 2/12/21

Waltmarie Poetic Form-
10 line poem, any subject, even numbered lines are 2 syllables and form their own poem when read separately. Odd lines are longer with no specific syllable count.