Poem: friendsgiving

I’m thankful for:

Spouse

Drabhu

trees & tendrils

plants in pots, in my household and not

dancing

books

rivers I have loved

Twitter-friends

hills and boulders

mountains, near and far

art

having had relationships with 2 grandparents

photography

living in Maryland

Loch Raven forest

Cali (1939–1998)

Rosemary (1917–1998)

Heidi (c. 1976–1994)

having known Paul W (1968–1993)

poetry in translation

salamanders in the Smokies

earthworms everywhere

golden afternoon sunlight

clouds

“occasional spiders”

flowers

cousinry

imagining

pretty colors

synesthesia

the kindness of strangers

walking in darkness

not-knowing

serendipity  /  synchronicity  /  surprise

being me

 

+++

 

#161124

Advertisements

Poem: nomen * nature

My name?

I’m going to have to spell it:

F, as in frog

I

A

D, as in dandelion

H, as in honeybee

I

G, as in garden

L, as in lizard

A

S, as in spider

+++

 

#150921

It was 4 years ago today that I wrote my first poem in 31 years.

Yesterday I encountered ‘31’ twice (which I enjoyed because it’s a prime number), but entirely missed this synchronicity with my poetic history.

 

Poem: warts and thorns

I helped a toad

cross the road.

No, wait, that’s not quite it.

The toad had a plan

I gave it a hand —

I stood between it and cars.

most went wide

as they passed beside.

 

Toad stopped at center line.

Next car stopped too,

watched me shoo . . .

eventually we arrived

at the other side.

 

Storm chased me home.

Did I help or hurt?

Mismatched by stride

I guess I caused stress.

Should I have quit?

Let it sit?

What did I owe that toad?

◊ ◊ ◊

 

 

Poem #21, written 5.22.2013