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Finger Puppets

Three little finger puppetsRise above the stageThe puppet master says to them“please don’t be afraid”I know humans are scaryAs each often wear a frownBut one look at the three of youWill turn them upside down Sadje’s What do you see # 210

I Am Here

The painMust be intense and unbearableYou hid it well for awhileSomehow dissociated from the realityBut I see it nowI hear it in your voiceA melody in a shriekI yearn to ease your burdenBut I cannot change the truthJust know that I am hereTo provide some lightness in intensityA warm hugAn attentive earA welcome diversionJust knowContinue reading “I Am Here”

Nutria

By the river a lazy lunchIt’s mid-morning so more like brunchThe mice don’t care the time of dayPack up the food and move elsewhereBut river otters find me thereOr are they giant rats at play?Nutria I am told they’re calledAs up the bank their bodies crawlChasing dogs and people away. Prompted by Murisopsis – “LookingContinue reading “Nutria”

Stay Away

StayAwayButtinskyAnd find yourselfYou may be cleverBut lacking in wisdomThe things that don’t concern youSeem to be irresistibleWhat void must you be trying to fillStay away buttinsky and find yourself W3 Prompt #78: Wea’ve Written Weekly’s poet of the week, Suzanne prompts us to: “Share an emotion of yours in a ‘Dectina Refrain’ poem.” I choseContinue reading “Stay Away”

A Haibun: Awaiting the Train

I shiver in the cold Autumn air. It is Sunday morning and I am awaiting the train at a quiet station surrounded by forest. I’m on the outskirts of Berlin heading to Prague. A few deep breaths of fresh, cool air as I gaze over the empty tracks shrouded in mist. The train approaches andContinue reading “A Haibun: Awaiting the Train”

Insanity

We are so convinced we are right,while those that oppose us believe the same.Are we truly the woke,and they the insane?We marvel at the number of them,supporters of the deranged.While us and they are equally appalledby how perspectives have not (or have) changed. dVerse host Björn prompts us to write from a collective point ofContinue reading “Insanity”

Red Jewels

Red pomegranatesHeavy on italian treesJuicy jewel seeds Colleen’s 24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry challenge No. 4

Hotel Hunt

Assessing my surroundingsAn unfamiliar intersectionThis city is astoundingAnd I’ve wandered without directionI’ll just hail a taxiExplain where I want to goI hop onto the back seatAnd admit that I don’t knowIt’s one of those hotelsAn old building by the riverThe taxi he propelsWith a promise to deliverI hear the driver chuckleAs we reach the riverfrontConsiderContinue reading “Hotel Hunt”

Just a Matter of Time

Almost twenty years ago, we sold our first house and bought an acre of land out in the country. Old farmland was converted into a quiet suburban neighborhood where my husband built our new home. At the entrance to our new neighborhood sits a large working farm. Over the past twenty years, the city hasContinue reading “Just a Matter of Time”

Desperate Cry

Caged bird, I hear your song – sad and lamenting.How I wish I could mend your mutilated wingsso you may fly high above the hillsover which your tune disseminates.Free birds hear your fearful trillwhile mindlessly soaring among the clouds,but a free bird cannot truly fathoma desperate cry for freedom. Written for dVerse host Kim’s Poetics:Continue reading “Desperate Cry”