it's been a long time
decades in fact
since i heard the willow song
its haunting melody
a chime from the past
from an era more sane
bearing memories of leafy venues
pleasant chatter
room to breathe
rain tinkling
on the window
an accompaniment
to lestyn's exquisite voice
making winter weather
magical
the perfect afternoon
oh and guess who's
getting better socks
as a birthday gift
you're welcome !
bingo
alice looks rather frantic
her eyes ringed in hookah blue
hates these hotel tea parties
her cult following is hard to deal with lately
what with the rabbit all ears and neurotic running about
with a pocket watch declaring he is late again
wastes too much time hanging out in the orange grove
with creepy chicken and meanie mushroom
Word Prompt
bingo chicken ears orange cult hotel frantic
Inspired by " Pray For Peace" a poem by Ellen Bass
Yearning for Peace?
then pray for peace
make all the simple things
in a humdrum everyday life
a huge prayer offering
no weapons or violence required
just
"make your slicing of carrots a holy act
translucent layer of the onion a deeper prayer"
even better
chop chop chop the onions
to the musical accompaniment of Purcell's|
Sound the Trumpet
"make the brushing of your hair
every strand its own voice
singing in the choir on your head"
smile at strangers
welcome strangers|
speak out with dignity
be heard
without resorting to expletives
unlike the fraudulent| flatulent
f bomb dropping fiasco leader
of the former free world
protect the vulnerable
emanate warmth kindness and hope
give thanks for the gentleness of water|
"the softest thing on earth"
let each step to the letterbox
be a prayer of thanks for our legs
so many blown apart in wars
cherish the beauty and sacredness
of our natural environment
the flora and the fauna
be a giver
keep on praying
keep on giving
give give give
MEAPOP
make earth a planet of peace
yellow oval camping wrinkle hinders chute punt trail hog
discouraging purposeful patient records origin sprout solar
twas discouraging
looking at those patient records again
going down the chute like that
hinders recovery
time to sprout some purposeful positivity
take a punt have a bet
watch the state of origin on the tele
or even better take to the trail and go camping
better still buy some solar panels for the house
that she's been wanting for ages
buy her a big bunch of yellow roses
kiss her lovely oval wrinkled face
tell her she's beautiful
live high on the hog for once
take her out to a fancy restaurant
spoil her rotten
wake falling nap good explore please speed over light line fault led
wake up
move over please
good
you're falling out of bed
now turn the light on
you led me to believe
this was going to be a
comfortable afternoon nap
exploring relationship possibilities
not negotiating a speed hump
am drawing the line here
yep am leaving
and it's all your fault
what is limerence
not lemonade nor a limerick
not a lust bucket's love story...
nor for sensible grownups
could be a flirtation with irish romance
certainly not with st. patrick.....
limerence is a fascination for a need not easily met
a delicious fantasy feeding on imagination
not suited to the pragmatic or regimented
something more for the impractical poet and dreamer....
pie in the sky over the moon stuff
away with the pixies dancing on rainbows
destined for disappointment and tears
until a fast recovery
makes way for the next time
ADELE ALEXANDRINE LUDIVINE
my grandmother
in the kitchen
always wore a big apron
singing tino rossi songs and
chopping vegetables
her little helper watching
learning the secrets
of french cuisine
very important she said
for good health and
for catching a good husband
never leave stalks on the parsley
never make mayonnaise
when there's a full moon
i inherited
a lot of eccentricity
from my grandmother
i think
tracts breakup covered satirical violin lego bee informer mountains wheels yellow
SMITTEN...HOOK LINE & SINKER
he was very eccentric
a bee keeper
a lego champion
a brilliant violinist
an academic translator
of ancient greek tracts
owned a cabin in the mountains
which he made from yellow wagon wheels
the walls covered in satirical slogans
and photos of his grandfather who was
a famous british informer in WW2
she often wondered why she kept him on
and not break up with such a mad hatter
well if the truth be known
he was drop dead gorgeous
and when he played the bach double violin concerto
there was no turning back
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she often wondered
what a relationship was
she had no idea
all she knew was she
had had too many of them
all ending in grief
so she got a cat
and found happiness at last
the love of her life
like a balloon
her broken heart popped and fizzled
how could she have got it so wrong
was she having a faure fantasy moment
imagining him being in love with her
blurring fantasy and fiction again
probably
she had always been a hopeless romantic
head in the clouds
reality was never her strong suit
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CINQUAIN
it's a full moon tonight
a strawberry moon down here
moon watching in oz
it has been nineteen years
since we last saw a fruit moon
"Go slowly my lovely moon, go slowly" Khaled Hosseini
freezing cold outside
go slowly my lovely moon
blush sans moi this time
must wait nineteen years again
so until then go slowly
MIRROR CINQUAIN
a small
and stubborn thing
he adored the sunshine
took it personally if there
was rain
i miss
my beautiful marmalade boy
he loved watching movies
snuggled cosy
with me
SHADORMA...CONTRADICTIONS
at last sheshe had given up hope
long ago
of ever meeting her special person
resigned herself to a life without him
it was not her fate
her requirements were
too difficult
too unusual
too esoteric
yet somewhere hidden
she still kept a half eye open
to the impossible possibility
she liked to read about love
feel it vicariously in music and film
still
she did not see much of it about
in real life
suspected it only existed for
the fortunate few
until she unexpectedly stumbled
across him
she had found her other half
and at this late stage too
bells and whistles
elation
ecstatic
it had been a long time since
she found herself smiling
for no reason
still
even if nothing came of it
she was thrilled to have had that experience
before her not too distant appointment with the ferry man
and his ride across the styx
so small
so cramped this flat
the balcony gives her
some welcome relief from squalor
poor love
flowers
to look at placed on a table
pretends it's a garden
she sips her tea
and dreams
CINQUAIN
surprise
what a great view
when the door is open
a beautiful summer's day is
revealed
CINQUAIN
