Category Archives: Poetry of sorts

Probably

My daughter is 41 years old!!!  

Which, by my calculations,

makes me a touch older,

truth be told.  

It seems unlikely….and yet…there it is —

I am in a new age category, and gee whiz

though I feel grateful as I write this text

because I like seeing what will happen next 

I’m also kind of a ‘fraidy cat

so I peek around the corner to see where I’m at

and although nothing is ever quite crystal clear

it turns out I’m standing, still standing right here

in the middle

of the beginning

of the rest of my life

A good place to be

Probably

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Sunday is a Beginning

Will I ever write again?

And if so, I wonder when?

Will I discover someone oh-so-grand?

Like Dick Van Patton or Ayn Rand?

Something is there

on the edge of my brain

Waiting for a a word or a way to explain

How to cope with the world and the rocky terrain

I remain.

 

While Awake

It is difficult

   and tiresome

Lying so still

    watching my mind

Awake

   counting backwards

One hundred to one

   and remaining alert

Long after I’m done

April Spice

The spice of life…..

can be risky

and complicated

and even scary

    …and sublime

and hopeful

and stimulating

and even worth it

  … most of the thyme!

 

 

Bread

Bread from McKenzie’ Bakery in Kalamazoo. Pane di como. It is good.

POETIC LICENSE (or Four)

Daily Prompt: Suspicious

 I DO NOT LIKE THE WORD IAMB

WILL YOU DEFINE IT IF YOU CAN?

I DO NOT LIKE IAMBIC FEET

THOUGH METERS MAKE ME FEEL COMPLETE

 ANTIPESTIC TETRAMETER

SENDS ME PACKING AS A READER*

DOES THIS DEFINE THE ONE TRUE WAY?

HOW CAN THAT EVER BE OKAY?

 

*OR…DEPENDING ON PRONUNCIATION:

ANTIPESTIC TETRAMETER

IS THIS THE BEST BAROMETER?

 

Snow Angel?

On a winter’s day

Lost in the perpendicular peripherals

Tripping over clutter and chaos

and finding my way back to the center

Be Okay–starting now

 

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be

disconsolate

and

weary

even though

there is so much to be happy about

and so much that I appreciate

what is the deal?

why not just be okay while I am okay?

okay.

 

She

She, they all said at her funeral,

was strong and carried on without complaint

     in the face of adversity.

Dealt with difficult times

     with admirable stick-to-it-iveness and optimism.

She, they all said at her funeral,

     loved life and traveling and painting.

What might they say about me

     in some future and similar scenario?

She, they might say at my funeral

     was strong and complained fairly often

          in the face of adversity.

Dealt with difficult times

     with stubborn resistance and eventual acceptance.

She, they might say at my funeral,

    loved life and staying home and writing

and watching Netflix