blue skies ten boys played soccer taken by surprise We never know when disaster will strike. My dear friend was hit by lightening several days before and survived. Sadness mingles with gratitude.
I saw your smile yesterday broad was your Kelly smile reminded me of memories long as a Gulu mile small fingers intertwined in mine dark ash upon your cheek fought fire with the older boys bravest child Id ever meet I saw your smile yesterday broad was your Kelly smile reminded me of memoriesContinue reading “Kelly Smile #Uganda #loss #children”
happy you tend to the garden waking me daily with song bringing cheer never sorrow I find myself singing along * more work is there in the morrow gather and fashion a nest complaints never are filed rarely do you stop for a rest * little one out in the wet storm no jacket toContinue reading “Listen in Sorrow #birds #poetry #loss”
a blurry reflection in wintry pond from my pocket something priceless falls “plop” is the sound I hear I consider as it silent calls “ninety years is too soon” says old, wizened but sharp of mind two wives I never intended to bury for the century mark, I have time I ponder his possibilities friendsContinue reading “Ripple Effect #poetry #oldage”
It was cold down there where my leg once hung I never talked to my limbs now I hold long conversations with something that is forever gone We made memories palled around as friends we were a team you and I well we were I guess good things all have to end Think about “Us”Continue reading “The Amputee #poetry”
Finger traces words pages escape in the wind poetry never dies * I clasp the memories near to my heart those warm days and you and I chasing shore birds we dance in the sea-foam our laughter joins with the sea’s chorus “come frolic with us in waves of eternity just beyond the sun” AContinue reading “Your Poem on the Wind #poetry #loss #photography”
I’ve cried for seventeen long months, I’ve called you for your home, I fell at hangmen’ feet – not once, My womb and hell you’re from. All has been mixed up for all times, And now I can’t define Who is a beast or man, at last, And when they’ll kill my son. There’reContinue reading “All I Have Are Ashes #Akhmatova #poet #societalcancer”
She always seemed to wear pink like a spirited blossom that always embodied spring where once we sat there is a cold covering nothing speaks of her warmth dawning day in starry eyes heat of molten sunsets her flower petals drop I traverse this white path her bare footprints covered frozen is the fabric ofContinue reading “Frozen #poetry #winter”
tsuka mo ugoke waga naku koe wa aki no kaze shake! o tomb! the sound of my wailing is the wind of autumn © Basho Alone, I began spring my awakening autumn sings my song The Carpe Diem Haiku Kai prompt is Grief. What sounds do you hear in grief?
Welcome to Friday Feature and Author Joseph Pinto I am privileged to know some remarkable and talented writers. Joseph Pinto is no exception. When I met Joe I was living on the Dark Side of the Moon which reflected in my darker than normal poetry. I had admired his writing as well as theContinue reading “Friday Feature #writing #fiction #author”