Explorative play Peaks the imagination The playground of life Life is a playground Up the tall ladders we climb Only to slide down Swinging to new heights A push by playground buddy Adventures to come The merry-go-round Slows its incessant spinning Solo traveler TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge, No. 10, hosted by Robbie. “I would like you toContinue reading “Life’s Playground”
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Agnostic
I don’t know the who, what, where, why If any who created all Whether that who remains involved The relevance of the who in you and who am I I don’t know the who, what, where, why What meaning life holds Whether there is an ultimate goal If we just are I don’t know theContinue reading “Agnostic”
On a Gust of Wind
Life sails on a gust of wind;light and buoyant as a feather.It observes its surroundings,embracing the journey. The wind accelerates.Life wrestles the wind;compelling it to slow downor change direction,but the wind knows its own destiny. Tenuous as a feather,life senses a change;a slackening of the wind. Life drifts on a gentle breeze.The last breath ofContinue reading “On a Gust of Wind”
Who am I & What is My Purpose?
Thinking: My purpose is utterly unreliableIts fluctuation is quite undeniableIn all respects unverifiableDoing: At times it’s a giver of careOr laboring as much as I dareElse enjoying the hobbies and people I shareBeing: So the best I can sayIs my purpose changes each dayAnd I find that it’s rather okay W3 Prompt #102: Wea’ve Written WeeklyContinue reading “Who am I & What is My Purpose?”
No Death In Love
DeathLife ceasesLove will surviveLoveSurpasses deathMemories invoke lifeFoundDeep loveKnows no death W3 Prompt #83: Wea’ve Written Weekly’s poet of the week, Michelle, prompts us to write a Hay(na)ku on the topic of ‘love lost and found.’
A Little Innocence
Hope is that curiosity leads to adventure;That discovery results in wonderment;That joy is found in the little things;That love is all encompassing;That the exigencies of life promote strength;That, through it all, a little innocence remains. Written in response to “W3 Prompt #48: Wea’ve Written Weekly,” hosted by poet of the week, Kerfe Roig. “Begin yourContinue reading “A Little Innocence”
Me In The Tree
I lost my mother to Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma over a year ago. Her dear friends planted a Red Maple in her memory at a neighborhood park, where my mother enjoyed walking and bird watching. I had the pleasure of visiting the maple this week, just as the leaves are starting to turn. It reminded me ofContinue reading “Me In The Tree”
Roller Coaster
A thrilling ride called life.
No Control
I know it appears I am staring incoherently as I attempt to process the meaning of the jarring words I have just heard. I understand what is happening; likely better than the specialists surrounding my bed, uttering conciliatory words and promises. These well-intentioned men and women are determined to make me whole again. It isContinue reading “No Control”
When It’s There
When it’s there, it’s there. It clicks into place, A piece of a puzzle, Connecting a whole. A cognizant moment; An inexplicable bond; A strong attraction; An insistent pull. It cannot be forced; It cannot be avoided; It just happens, And you know it is there.
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