The Wabi-Sabi Writer: Spring Poetry
Showing posts with label Spring Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spring Poetry. Show all posts

Friday, April 1, 2022

Silvering
April 01, 20221 Comments

 



I stare at the screen

blinded by blue

light notions against darkness


our words

noxious vapors

fills the air

between 

us

our

reflection


 mirrors

mercury

monitors


 intentions

 fears

the pausing place

a space

where I think I will finally be able to breath

only to drown

held down

just 

a

drop

below

the 

surface






NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2022 

Day 1


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The Beginning - A month of Poetry
April 01, 20220 Comments

 



Today marks the beginning of the National Poetry Writing Month and as part of this I will be writing a poem a day for the next 30 days.  

This is my perennial path

 Here will be my words - unedited, sometimes rushed, often forced and just maybe, if the muse is kind, beautiful....

Join me on my poetic exploration of  all that is authentic by acknowledging three simple realities: 

nothing lasts, nothing is finished, and nothing is perfect


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(Feedback is welcome, kindness is appreciated)


Be sure to drop by my fellow writer's site
on your travels
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Monday, June 3, 2019

First Crush
June 03, 20191 Comments



It has been a long
 quiet week
of discontent

quiet only in the sense
that we did not write
each other
words

it is hard to be busy
when your bones know
the futility of the effort

not simply the sisyphean sense
of never ending toil
but in the burned in
memories
of the boulder
its weight
and rough edges
making purchase
in your cracked, just bleeding
skin

helpless, I keep my eyes open
and watch as darkness
covers me

around the millionth time
I start to see

bits of life
in the nooks
like lichen
straining to find the sun side

I adhere to these
like a man
pushed off a cliff
clings to a fortunate
found vine
 half way
to the rocky bottom

I wonder
does my salt
and sanguine stain
offer sustenance
to these microscopic
lives 
of
mine?

or am I
always
stuck
under
a
first
crush
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Monday, May 6, 2019

Morning Pas de Deux
May 06, 20191 Comments

I watch 
as the late Spring
pickpockets
tendrils of light 
from moony early hours 

long golden beams
widdle and worm
their way through my night
blindness

we stretch wide

the light
and
me

across well worn
white satin
sheets

so soon
we must
relinquish 
this quiet haven

to brave
the cacophonous world 
outside these walls

retaining grace is knowing

the memories 
we leave behind

remain
warm and deep
waiting

patient as a lover
for our return

in the amaranthine night
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Sunday, May 5, 2019

...Poetic Muzings...
May 05, 20190 Comments

The Spring is upon us now - having recovered from the saving of time and rain inspired seasonal allergies, the city is buzzing, like hungry bees to blooms.  Eager crowds cluster in the sidewalk cafes, gather on grassy hills and revel again in the promise of summer.  

I too revel in the fevers that Spring offers - and seek to share the muze's affections in the process.


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Please join me on my spring writing adventures 
An exploration of all that is authentic by acknowledging three simple realities: 
nothing lasts, nothing is finished, and nothing is perfect


Poetry, Prose & Pondering 
- posted on Mondays

(Feedback is welcome, kindness is appreciated)

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