Frank Hubeny

Tracks

  Covering a lie is
like covering one's tracks
  in the snow.

Linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar. Amaya is hosting with a four part challenge: (1) The poem must tell a story in one sentence. (2) The poem must explore the theme of ‘the end of civilization as we know it.’ (3) The story must tell of an odd or embarrassing incident, either heard about, witnessed, or autobiographical. (4) It must be improvised.

It is one sentence. I lifted it without revision from my notebook so it is an improvisation. I suppose ‘snow’ could be analogous to ‘civilization’. The futility of covering one’s tracks in the snow might suggest a story where a protagonist is motivated to hope the snow melts (civilization ends) at least until the protagonist realizes that lies without the cover of civilization could be easier to spot.

From Above

From above on rocky hill
I see green trees below me.
The wind blows as it wildly will
Far above this rocky hill.
Distant curves of mountains fill
Horizons blue like wavy sea.
From above on rocky hill
So many trees below me.

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

Also linked to The Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme “From Above”.

Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. My smile this week comes from the memories of Palmer’s Park in Colorado Springs and the many hours spent walking there.

OLN

Stretching limbs of autumn
Water somewhere near
The silence that the forest holds
Brings peace to ears that hear.

Linked to dVerse Open Link Night (OLN) where Grace is hosting.

Sunday

Sunday’s when the mission church
From morning into night
Does its best with faithful rest
To praise the Lord of light.

The Lord of life who guides us all
When dawn proclaims the day
And we awake with thanks to take
Our part in some small way.

Linked to Dverse Poetics where SaraSouthwest is hosting with the theme of days of the week.

Nature As Art

Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme “nature as art”.

Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. I smile when I realize how little my own efforts have had to do with things. I mainly had to show up and serve.

Alliteration

Mirror, mirror, mocking, merry,
How your scars are growing scary.
Winter’s wonders want to tarry,
Tucking tight with white the prairie.

Linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar. Bjorn is hosting with the theme of alliteration.

Dream

I’m tempted: Was it just a dream?
Perhaps it was what’s real?
Reminded things aren’t as they seem,
But how it lingers still.

Linked to dVerse Poetics where Lillian is hosting with the theme of dreams and dreaming.

Colored Textures

Imagine how you'd see in darkness
With little for the eyes to do
Then feel the texture of spring colors
Daily gifts of red and blue.

Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme “the textures of your life”.

Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. My smile this week comes from memories of spring colors at the Chicago Botanic Garden.

Autumn Forest Winter Snow

Seasons bring their offerings,
Presents with a bow.
Open daily one by one.
Awaken like a morning sun.
Some light will help one know.

Linked to dVerse Open Link Night. Linda Lee Lyberg is hosting.

Secrets

Secrets lie where I won't go
So I cannot see.
They're well-hidden even though
They’d be shown to me.

Linked to dVerse Poetics. Merril is hosting with the prompt “secrets”.