Saturday, March 1, 2014

It's a blog hop!


Thaw
1.to pass or change from a frozen to a liquid or semiliquid state; melt.
2.to be freed from the physical effect of frost or extreme cold (sometimes followed by out  ): Sit by the fire and thaw out.
3.(of the weather) to become warm enough to melt ice and snow: It will probably thaw today.
4.to become less formal, reserved, or aloof: He thawed at their kindness.
5.to become less hostile or tense: International relations thawed.


       

Just as I thought we were about to see Spring, a snow flurry began here again. My mind was just beginning to thaw to the idea of warmth. Instead, I get dinner out of the freezer to thaw, wrap my fingers around my warm coffee mug to….that's right, thaw, and continue my wait to see the beauty of spring.                         

What does the word "thaw"bring to mind for you? Is your weather outside thawing? Do you have a relationship that is thawing? 

  I'm hosting this blog hop for a group on FB, The Writer's Post. As the host today, I cordially invite any and all types of writing and photos! Give creativity wings and let yourself fly!
Please be sure to visit others!




Saturday, February 22, 2014

It's a gold!

Here I am captured in mid air. Below, is the medal ceremony. It was a tie that year. Unfortunately, the other contestants weren't able to make it to the ceremony. 
                                                                  

mug of coffee, eggs
day begins
true trial of trust in self
form must be at best
to bring home gold 
fear courses through veins
not a peep from the crowd

I fly high! 
moguls test my skill!
do not despair!
rounding corners!
YES!
it's a gold!

stick that one in the memory books






Sharing at Poetry Jam ~ olympians, and The Sunday Whirl ~eggs, trust, test, not, high, course, peep, mug, trial, stick, form, bring, blown

Monday, February 17, 2014

Recharging





No thunder crashed the skies
no secret codes for entry
to this paradise
silence my fickle heart!
accept this fortunate gift
no need for blood or torn flesh
subdue the need
feel your heart pound beneath 
your sternum!
put away your petition
these times cannot be voted upon
they are whimsical
appear when they might
ring the bells
alert all, join in this paradise
ring the bells
ring the bells
who is ringing that bell?
awaking me from paradise?

party over
kids back from snow filled adventures
boil the milk, hot chocolate calls
until the time when stars align 
for all to be out of doors
Me and Quiet to dance once again
during moments of recharge


I actually do like snow days, just sometimes a few moments of peace and quiet are much needed!
Sharing at We Write Poems ~ wordle #7. 
Words from poems by:
Rosyln: blood, life, soul
Annell: instrument, tear, flesh
Misky: code, written, aim
Jules Paige: secrets, fortune, gift
Marian: petition, needs, innocence
Elizabeth: silence, thundered, subdued
Benjamin (Poetry Shack): fickle, heart, branded
Grace: bone, breath, shiver
Nicole: sternum, afterlife, nautilus
Hannah: plumes, crystallized, rust
Irene: delta, fecund, god
Ms. Pie: aperture, paradise, entwined

Sunday, February 16, 2014

Need party entertainment? Brave has openings!



Today's daily court roundup:

No wages lost for sick leave
You have my support, Boss pledged

Party tricks were safe
No virus spread
'twas all in the mind
they would later find

Brave the clown
Nasally shouts, red nose inflamed
Stop the press
I've been framed!



Not sure, but perhaps I am getting a little cabin fever?
Sharing at The Sunday Whirl - brave, safe, support, virus, party, safe, court, frame, later, mind, tricks, wages

Friday, February 14, 2014

Champagne and Kaleidoscopes

                 


Uprising by Toril Fisher








champagne giddiness
 bubbling forth
circling round and round
reaching out to touch you
uprising together










       Kalidescope Creek, by Toril Fisher

you paint my world
with color and texture
a kaleidoscope burst of love 

Does your heart feel the same?
whisper yes, sweetly in my ear
and I will have lived a good life








Sharing at imaginary garden with real toads. The artist is Toril Fisher, her website is Second Cloud on the Left Farm. I hope you'll stop by IGWRTs to see more of her work and to read about Toril. 





Thursday, February 13, 2014

The mighty eraser

Before you read this poem and believe the "I" to be me, it is NOT! At imaginary garden with real toads the prompt is Erasure poetry. Find an already existing text, then erase some of the words.



I adore you
I respect you with tender loving care
this is how you repay me?
how could you?
I'm still trying to figure you out
I'm not perfect
  what I consider TLC is a little rough
Perhaps you don't appreciate being scrubbed raw
I always thought you could handle all this
being the object of my affection isn't always a picnic
I don't mean to be too controlling
where would you be without me?
you need me
I complete you

things with you eventually get ugly 
i rub off your outer skin, and you bleed
i slice into you 
  you find a way to leave your mark
I scrub, scrub, scrub
I wish I knew how to quit you



The real story? An article where the writer professes his love for a beet. Did you guess that? 


Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Dandelions and Hearts

Dandelions and….

lowly 
underdog
stands timid
offering itself
bright colors exploding
yellow sunshine beauty
tis not a rose of love petals
tis not a begonia of beauty
tis but a lowly dandelion 
blowing in the wind
trampled underfoot
unaware by those 
looking for beauty
growing elsewhere
missing beauty
 before them



Hearts…

my heart holds cheers
for the underdog
when life does not come served
silver spoon, china plates
golden honey dripping

  to those who suffer
grow
suffer
 grow
lessons learned 
hard and fast

a leader to wallflowers  
witnessing courage
courage they too possess
who can, who could
choose not to

to those that can't see their courage
until they shake the dust
dig their roots
stable in the storm
show their colors
 even if not a rose
in everyone's eye
a hero to those
who aren't looking for
thorns in their beauty



  
Sharing at Poetry Jam ~ dandelions and Poet's United ~ What's in your heart?