Ribbons Winter 2016

STUPOR

no one 

calling my name

this morning

a cup of water stays cold

in the microwave

preparations

for the memorial 

the chrysanthemums

quietly wither

on the side

an avalanche 

of memories snowballing

into grief

the stories behind

a box of receipts

every now and then 

the flicker of a firefly . . .

still in my hand

all of you I need

to let go

not accepting

what goodbye really means

my breath lingers

in every shape and sound

of spring dusk

A Few Poems in Seize the Poem Anthology

     Here are the poems accepted by Caroline Skanne for the Seize the Poem Anthology. It was sometime in March that she asked me if she could include this in her project. So far, I haven't heard any publication....

a white butterfly
carries my prayer . . .
cancer remission

each moment with you sea asters

___________________________

I hold my breath
between these words
I long to hear
the soft, hushed sound
of a violin
___________________________

watching
a seagull glide against
the overcast sky . . .
I forget to tell the driver
to turn right

Tanka Poets on Site (August 26 prompt)

     A million thanks to Susan Burch! My poetry birthday fest is over at Write Me a Birthday Poem, but she still wrote me a tanka as she responded to a prompt on Tanka Poets on Site.

 

     Here is what she wrote:

descending

in the hot air balloon

I inhale deeply...
feeling that last breath of sky
stamp me with sunshine

 

 

dedicated to my friend chrissi villa in lieu of a birthday haiku...

And here's a lovely response from Kathy Uyen Nguyen's. I am also grateful for this offering.


with the last breath
of the coral skies
I write the beat
of my name inside
the palm of your hand
 

 

 

prompt: hot air balloons

See comments here. 

 

Tanka Poets on Site (February 3 prompt)

why wait for
my last sunset
I breathe in
all the colors
of the day


prompt: sunset
See comments here.

Kathy Uyen Nguyen wrote a response for my tanka.

all the day's colors
you gave me
with your breath--
it is now that I understood
the song of beginnings

Mindful Writing Challenge '13 - Day 16

 

He Doodles You 'Ku - Day 1-8

     Take a peek at what's happening on Auburie Cox's Yay Words! You won't believe how much the group has grown in a week, not to mention the fantastic haiku and tanka for HM Yuan's doodles that have piled up. 

     Catching  up on the days that I've missed, here's what I came up with. Nothing compared to my personal favorites, but hey, at least I'm trying. :-) 

     Click a specific day to see the doodles and everybody's posts. 

the sinking sun

lingers at the brim

of your cup

how long can I stop you

from leaving

~ 0 ~

no time left 

to say goodbye . . .

withered rose

Day 8

I let the wind

speak for me . . .

winter tree

Day 7

holding on

to what's left of him . . .

fading sun

Day 6

Christmas moon—

the memory of her

peppermint breath

Day 5

winter buds

the morning unfolds

between my silence

Day 4

fork on the road—

his choices

almost identical

Day 3

cloud formation

where do I begin

telling you

Day 2

sudden wind—

her childhood days

snatched too soon

Day 1