Shared the Fright #horror #poetry

 

I glance at a wax-like stare and wonder

I don’t know you but we are the same

you are bearing the same path of sorrow

the one you traverse is etched in pain

I cry knowing that we could have been spared

our world would depend on the magician’s hand

but then there would be no real horror

only what was written by one holding a pen

I’m sorry there is not more I can say

but scribe words of the world we live / lived

I wipe away old tears hoping

that you will outlive the terror as I did

Magnifying Glass #Newyear #2019 #Happynewyear

 Goodbye to a year that will be the past

  Adieu to our failed successes that don’t last

we wave a friendly blushing Ciao

Sayonara , gone for now

Magnify the things you’ve done

some things lost others won

rocks pulled from the soil

bread rising never to spoil

all of 2018 now behind

flash of 2019  momentarily blind

****

last farewell to friends

 sun sets too soon over Nile

loved children smile

Stepping Stones #poetry #photography #writing

 

 

 

 

Valley water in a good year

 

rough current o’er my path

couldn’t pick a way

no choice but sink or swim

life pulled me down

boulders blocked my life

throw them at the sun

sharp like a knife

writing scribbled frowns

not really smooth

a way in front I see

what lies behind

rushes to the sea

walk in a village

water flowing free

writing with a goal

children read & dream

 

I know poetry is symbolic and cryptic and so many unexplainables. Poetry has been a way for me to move forward (and write) when my path seemed fouled. Use your words no matter how few to set your mind at ease. There is a waterfall of sentences just up ahead.

War Torn #Peaceonearth #poetry

 

I held a Sudanese hand

it fit so small in mine

I caught a ragged smile

I wished I had more time

We sang a song of praise

they dance with all their might

their mamas and their papas

they lost them in war’s night

fortitude and strength

the littlest they stand

hope, faith, love

we grasp another’s hand

*****

 

smiles radiate

reach our hands to the sun

Peace on Earth

 

 

One of the villages we have worked in has built homes and adopted So. Sudanese orphans. Love is being poured into hearts and the children are doing so well.   We would love to see peace in So. Sudan so that families are not displaced and children are not orphaned.

 

Poets United has a wonderful community and this midweek prompt is Peace on Earth

 

 

 

Can’t Afford My Memories #poetry #photography

I drove by grandma and grandpas place

so many changes  hard to trace

a little girl where flowers bloom

eating ice cream by the light of the moon

music played all the seasons

I loved Rudolph for many reasons

love there didn’t need yeast

family gathered for every feast

today the house I cant afford

 rich with memory’s golden cord

 

Responding to the prompt Afford at The House of Bailey