Valentine’s Day

Valentine’s day – a day for loversExpectations highAcquire the perfect gift Bestow in an idyllic settingCertain to result in some broken hearts~ True love begins when nothing is looked for in return ~No expectations hereContent to avoid crowded restaurantsRomanticism preferred impromptuCelebrations reserved for special momentsGifting each other’s authenticity W3 Prompt #92: Wea’ve Written Weekly’s poetContinue reading “Valentine’s Day”

Broken Promise

Each winter I promise myself I will bundle up and walk in the frigid air. Occasionally, I keep my promise. Mostly I shiver at the thought and remain indoors. I breathe in the stale, dry air of central heating and the recirculating dust that seems to reproduce, despite regular cleaning and air filter replacements. WalkingContinue reading “Broken Promise”

Free My Daughter

My daughter shall not know disgraceBy the atrocious man’s whimsical dictatesEarly morning off we goAcross the lake I row and rowTo the other side where my mother waitsMenacingly the man gives chaseBut no doubt I will win this raceSmooth and fluid, stroke and flowFree my daughterManaging to keep up the paceFueled by fear of hisContinue reading “Free My Daughter”

A chōka: Fleeing South

Great snowstorms up northWinter’s wrath is upon usFleeing as a birdSeeking respite from the coldFrigid winds blow southSought warmth remains elusiveBare branches tauntingDefying the need for greenNo doubt I shall persevereSettled in deep southBiting northern winds muzzledCool breeze on bare skin Thawed in the warmth of the sunA gift of spring in winter Colleen’s 24Continue reading “A chōka: Fleeing South”

Hidden

Beneath the surfacean old soul remainsburied under layers of contemporary viewpointsthat leave the foundation withinforgotten and derelict Chipping away the layersslowly reveals the essenceof the structures originreviving primal access W3 Prompt #90: Wea’ve Written Weekly’s host, David himself, prompts us to “…try our hands at a relatively simple ‘nonce’ poetic form that I created. ItContinue reading “Hidden”

Water

Two parts hydrogen, one part oxygenWe fall from the skyDestroyers of family picnicsWished away through children’s nursery rhymesDon’t underestimate our powerShape shifters we areMagical icy crystalsCaptivating in white laceFrosty blankets spreadOminous sky dwellers We approach in thunderous gloryA menacing specter Burdens released upon the earthWe fill river basinsFlow with herculean strengthAnnihilate all in our pathButContinue reading “Water”