Author: Frank Hubeny

I enjoy walking, poetry and short prose as well as taking pictures with my phone.

Feel the Heat

Heat on hotter heat and water on my brow
I walk and wonder why I left the condo
sunny, sweaty, ever smiling anyhow.

Linked to Cosmic Photo Prompt where Dale offers the theme of “feel the heat”.

Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile.

I don’t know if you can feel the heat in these photos, but after a few minutes of an hour walk, I felt it. This Thursday I am featuring tercets, especially like those Dante wrote for the Divine Comedy, but when I found out how difficult these were having not only 3 metered lines that rhymed but with no more nor less than 33 syllables for each tercet, I wondered if I could write one. Feeling the heat suddenly the above poem popped out. And I smiled (with relief and gratitude).

Flooded Golf Course

Broadway

Those boxed rectangles with bland colors offer some differentiation but that’s not enough.  The white is what’s important not what steps on it to stand out.

Unless those squares let white show through, there’s nothing they can do except to blandly block the view.

But then I heard and understood.  It’s not those ghostly squares.  They’re the victims.  It’s that deathly white itself, the very stuff I thought was pure. I almost didn’t see it.  Now I do, burying, as if it could, the light that would shine through.

     
            Empty restaurants
     Birds will nest in time for spring
          Water flows and falls

Linked to dVerse Haibun Monday. Kim Russell is hosting with the theme of Piet Mondrian’s ‘Broadway Boogie Woogie’.

New York City from the Empire State Building

Geometric Shapes

So many geometric shapes!
I toss the ones that will not do.
I take the lighter ones with smiles
And these I set in upright piles
As markers for my trail to you.

Linked to Cosmic Photo Challenge where Dale offers the theme of “geometric shapes”.

Linked also to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. I have long realized that when my poems get shorter and shorter they become more like nursery rhymes. This past week that realization made me smile all the more.

Tiles
Tiles

Portal

A portal really is a door,
A hole in solid wall.
A window shows us somewhat more,
But there is nothing like a door
To make us stand up tall.

Of course, we have to open it.
Oh, how we love the chair.
The monitor suggests we sit.
The door insists we open it
And wander on out there.

Linked to dVerse Poetics where Anmol is hosting with the theme of portals.

Entrance to a Garden

The World In Lockdown

On beaches blocked and empty
Oceans still will drum.
Seagulls once searched on this shore
For bread crumbs. They can find no more.
The sun turns slowly bright
To fix the morning with daylight
Discharging darker dreams of night.
The gulls arise and soar.

Linked to dVerse Quadrille. De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) is hosting with the word “fix”.

Linked to Cosmic Photo Challenge where Dale offers the theme of “The World In Lockdown”.

Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. I noticed this past week that the beaches are still closed, but the boardwalks are open. I do prefer walking on the boardwalks’ hard surfaces than on the soft sand, but the sand with bare feet washed by the waves is nice too. Things will change in ways I can’t imagine perhaps for the better and the thought of that makes me smile.

Beach Closed

Garden Planting

Wizard fooled us with a magic trick
That sparkled brightness from Aurora’s eyes
That left the Trail of Tears with fresh surprise
All planted in our garden deep and thick.
The spell was nullified when Dazzling Blue
Affirmed his faithfulness to Tender True.

Linked to dVerse Poetics. Sarasouthwest offers a challenge to plant a garden with her favorite seeds. I picked Wizard, Aurora, Trail of Tears, Dazzling Blue and Tender and True.

Yellow Autumn