PAD Challenge Day 29
In the twilight
Of the morning bright
Clouds of lace
Snowy white
Float above
Heavens gate
Sounds of silence
While we wait
No trumpets
Loud horns blown
The path is set
A gentle way home
Nurse Mary
Says all is well
The patient is resting
Easy now
Eyes focused Far away
Still she lingers
One more day
Slowly, gently
She gives up control
Letting go
Letting be
No regrets
In the refrain
Just a closer
Walk with thee
Magpie Tales #93
The Little Red Sofa
Alone on sidewalk
In a town unfamilar
I pulled the red valvet
Close around me
No one to the right
No one left
The street is empty
Shabby and worn
Abandoned
Around three
Shadows creep
On the dirty wall
Behind me
I’ll just wait for you here
Leaving me
Was a mistake
Once a pround possion
Now free for anyone to take
PAD Challenge Day 19 – prompt: Write a suspicious mind poem.
A dark place to enter
The message clearly written
And posted
Could be missed
In a language
Unfamiliar
There was a time
When color was
A devine alphate
When Van Gogh
Wrote letters in French
His color adjectives Rarely agreed with
The nouns they qualified
When read as “things”
They were more real
Then the things they qualified
PAD Challenge Day 17- prompt: Write a poem that reveals something.
Revealing and Concealing
Sitting quietly upon the shelf
Bound up tight
Golden letters stamped
Upon your cover
Spanish leather
Browns in sixty different shades
Red as rich as time itself
Calling softly
Color of the blood
Secrets written in
Between every word
Printed neatly on the page
Bound by hand
Tell the story
Of a man
Birth to death
Catch it if you can
PAD Challenge Day 16 – prompt: Once upon a _____________
Once Upon a Rolling Stone
On deck the captain
Spied the lighthouse bright
The sea a light brilliant blue
Yellow lemon-drop sky
Surrounds the sun
A big red blood shot eye
Balanced on the horizon
Far as the eye ca n see
We walked upon the shore
To picnic in the shade
Of one lone pine tree
Which welcomed us to dine
Beneath its branches full
Little boat black and white
The bow pointed out to sea
Tied to the shore
As I am tied to thee
PAD Challenge Day 15 – prompt: love poem.
Mid November Morning
Frost glistens on the sage
You hold me close
The warmth of your kiss
Lingers upon my lips
We spoke softly
Words of love
Without passion
But deeply felt
We would be seperated
For a time unknown
The Rio Grand flows quietly
Within its’ banks
The walls of the canyon
Reach up to a clear blue sky
How to find this thing called love
Where is it
Like the pot of gold
At the end of the rainbow
Is it just out of reach
Do we declare
Ourselves to be seekers
On an eternal quest
Seek true love
Fly in unison
Become dark clouds
Scavenge the earth
Uncover hiding places
We are the heart’s
Lonely seekers
We don armor
For protection
Against weather
And disappointments
PAD Challenge Day 14, prompt: death.
Death
Footsteps silent
Suddenly you is here
All around
Frail, seriously ill
Announcing end of life
The path is worn deep
Over time many feet
Have walked this pathway
Our stay is brief
When all is said and done
Just a visit really
Not here for a long time
But instead a brief time
Mother dear
Ashes wet by tears
It is only right to grieve
A life well lived
To say good bye
One last time
Space left empty
By your leaving
Empty for all times
Cannot be filled by another
_________
Magpie Tales
Mother
You stand among empty chairs
A young girl
That once you were
You stand looking back
Over your shoulder
Waiting
Perhaps those
Who went before
Are seated in the chairs
Just out of the picture
The chairs
Also seem to be waiting
Waiting for us in our turn
A lovely metaphor
Reunited in death
Pad Challenge #13- prompt, World Day of Kindness
One day
In a transition
Of my life
I chose living kindness
As my goal
Have I lived up to it
I cannot say
But loving kindness
Has been my guide
Through rivers and glens
In speech and action
Pad Challenge Day 12- prompt Excess
Enough
No it’s never enough
Make preparations
Work all day
New ideas
New explorations
If it doesn’t work
There is much to do
If it does
Still much to do
Some say it is excess
Still it isn’t enough
Pad Challenge Day 11- Prompt: Write a poem with numbers.
The Journey in Numbers
On the first day
I will prepare
Gather all I need
Two, one, three
Make a plan
Six, four, five
The second day
Will be for dreaming
On the third
I begin on the trail
Three, two, one
Enjoying each step
Five, four, six
On the fourth day
I will check my map
The fifth will find me
In a new place
One, one, two
All will glitter around me
Six, four, five
The sixth day
A list of all I see
The seventh
I will rest in tall grasses
Scatter the numbers before me
Put them in order
Give thanks
For the journey thus far
One, two, three
Four, five, six
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