Author: Frank Hubeny

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

Morning

I wake to thunder and shivers of lightning through the window. The rhythmic sound of rain comes and goes. The sky surrenders with its tears.

Will I find the right words today? I only need to risk a few. Some come to me like soothing rain perhaps through the storm clouds of my dreams. I wonder, will they do?

Today, depending on how long the sky needs, the Sun may stay behind the clouds holding the sky in warm embrace forgiving the sky for all those doubts.

morning thunderstorm
rain weeps summer’s sun away
autumn starts to fall

Text: Linked to dVerse Haibun Monday. Mish is hosting with the theme of “morning”.  I am also linking this to Debbie Roth’s Forgiving Fridays.

Tomorrow I will be hosting dVerse Poetics with the theme of frustration and heartbreak featuring Gerard Manley Hopkin’s poem “Thou art indeed just, Lord, if I contend” and Dionne Warwick singing the Bee Gee’s “Heartbreaker“.

Photos: “Early Morning”, above, “Morning Shadows and Reflections”, below.

News: My poem “Boundaries” appeared in the current issue of The Lyric.

Morning Shadows and Reflections

Bugs

Much of me’s a home for bugs,
The kind that I can’t see.
They’re in, about and all around.
They’re happy in the home they’ve found:
Their home sweet home is me.

Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme “creepy crawlies”. The reference in the poem is to the “holobiome” mentioned by Steven Gundry in “The Plant Paradox”.

Beetle

Schrodinger’s Mouse

Being cats, being smart, his cats would
Run away since he’s up to no good.
“I’ll try mice! Ah! They squeak!
Now I won’t have to peek.”
Even mice ran when they understood.

Text: Linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar. Bjorn is hosting with a call for poems using onomatopeia. I think “squeak” qualifies. Maybe “peek”? Reading Silver Gardenia’s poem “New Tricks” linked to Tuesday’s dVerse Poetics gave me the idea of associating mice rather than cats with Schrodinger.

Photos: “Incoming Storm”, above, “If the Mice Don’t Work Here are Some Geese”, below.

If the Mice Don't Work Here are Some Geese

Forgive and You Won’t Have to Remember to Forget

While walking I recall whom I once was,
Some child, perhaps, more often someone who
Did not do what I now would do, because
At that time that was not what I thought true.
Was that child only me or was it you?
Defiled and broken, not worth much at all,
I catch it in my arms and break its fall.

Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics. Jilly is hosting with the theme of giving twisted adages. I twisted the adage “forgive and forget”. I am also linking this to Debbie Roth’s Forgiving Fridays since the poem was inspired by her four-step practice of forgiveness.

Photos: “Rays and Blue Circle on Green”, above, and “Room to Grow”, below.

Room to Grow

 

Earth

From mushrooms up to maple trees
The Earth is home to all of these.
There’s so much that I cannot see
That’s tucked away mysteriously.

Mysteriously it’s come to be
From somewhere, from the wild wet sea.
It’s even home for you and me.

Text: Linked to dVerse Quadrille. The prompt word is “earth”. Kim from Writing in North Norfolk is hosting.

Photos: “Mushrooms”, above, “Maple”, below.

Maple

Cars

Cars are cool but not like clouds.
They’re not like birds or trees.
They’re not like anything I know
Though cool and fast and off they go
While birds enjoy the breeze.

Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme “Get your motors running; cool cars that caught your eye”.

Photos: “Clouds Outside”, above, “Disappearing in the Trees”, below.

Disappearing in the Trees

Miracle

Forgiveness is a miracle that we
Might not deserve, but it comes anyway.
Before it comes we doubt and skeptically
Confuse forever with some years delay,
Or maybe decades, centuries–or days.
But when it comes we’re awed to feel it bring
The peace that lets us breathe, and breathing, sing.

Text: Linked to dVerse Open Link Night. Grace will be hosting and the pub opens at 3:00 PM EST. I am also linking this to Debbie Roth’s Forgiving Fridays.

Photos: “Geometry”, above, and “Up-close Crystal”, below.

Up-close Crystal

Because

Because a yellow road is there
We follow hoping it may lead
To lands beyond our present where
Our dreams may plant a fertile seed.

I would like to grow some brains.
The tin man wants a heart of gold.
The lion wants his fears restrained
And Dorothy would just go home.

Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics where Michelle Beauchamp offers us the challenge to pick a character from “The Wizard of Oz” and write from that character’s perspective. I picked the scarecrow.

Photos: “Bridge”, above, and “Trail”, below, taken at the Chicago Botanic Garden.

Trail