Listen #atozchallenge

sculpture - Jean-Baptiste Carpeaux
sculpture – Jean-Baptiste Carpeaux

 

long ago whisper

words carried to distant shores

hope fills my shell

conch in hand

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Have you ever listened to a shell? What has it said?

Im enjoying A to Z bloggers how about you?

By Design #photography #poetry

 

creeping vine

My eye captured the creeping vine

but it’s not mine this sweet design

colors well forth this time of year

awash in red the veins are clear

poinsettia

nature can’t lapse or lose its place

master’s  piece, no practiced trace

I only draw that which I see

you create from nothing, creator’s glee

pen and hand

Season’s Joy

Ulterior is my motive

To jingle bells

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Today’s prompt at Poet’s United Midweek Motif is Design. We see design everyday – where is your favorite place to look?

 

A Drop of Water… #poetry #unity

drop drop

Were I a bird on the wing

I would perform

an aria I would sing

you would marvel

at the tone

on the limb

I perch alone

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Were I a fish in a stream

I would dazzle with colors

blue, red, green

against the current

I would go

never motivated

by the flow

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Were I a drop of water in a lake

formed together

community we’d make

linked together

you and me

beautiful ripples

flowing toward the sea

river

 

 

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“He that commends me to mine own content
Commends me to the thing I cannot get.
I to the world am like a drop of water
That in the ocean seeks another drop,
Who, falling there to find his fellow forth,
Unseen, inquisitive, confounds himself:
So I, to find a mother and a brother,
In quest of them, unhappy, lose myself.”
William Shakespeare, The Comedy of Errors

 

Today’s prompt at Poet’s United is Unity.

A Part of the Whole #photography #haiku

woman sculpture

I used to whole

surgery took more than it gave

now – half a woman

This sculpture stands in one of the clinics I visit.  I admire the sculptor but I have an odd feeling when I look at this woman.

The photo challenge this week at Word Press is Half and Half.

Behind a Smile #haiku #drawing

 

female portrait

colors in a line

beauty tilts her head toward  light

sun guides  my hands

The prompt at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai is carpe diem. I have never spent much time with  portraiture. The human form takes alot of study but I am getting to the point in life that there is no time like the future. This photo is of  my drawing – I have a long way to go before ‘ll be ready to paint a face on canvas.

Time Passage #poetry

wright bro memorial
Wright Brother Memorial

I stood on the edge of the universe

stars within my grasp

reach for them I did

I never thought to ask

nudging my fingertips

a velvety lamb’s ear

in an old forgotten grotto

nature knows she is here

In the expanse of a gallery

the paint is still fresh

though the paintings are old

where I had my first test

hand-picked stone lined path

each flower has a name

crunch of  gravel so familiar

tho I am no longer the same

This place harkens to her footsteps

welcomes me anew

tho time has passed

memories like morning dew

I was taught from before I was able to talk the value of the elderly, the importance of honor, and the lessons I could learn if I listened closely. I am sad for a generation that places so little value for those past a certain age. Because of this attitude, there are lessons unlearned/ history unheard.

There is more reality than metaphor in this poem and a gratitude beyond expression that I hold for those who taught me to reach for the stars.

I’m also sharing a link to rewrite of a fictionalized story of an elderly patient – here

The prompt from Poets United Midweek Motif – “Choose an Elder to honor in a poem…”