Frank Hubeny

Holy Place

This holy place to stand and help me rise
Where I may pause and let my eyes go free,
Where I may wonder how this Earth and skies
Could be presented graciously to me,
Where I may question what it means to be,
Where sound turns sacred with or without rhyme–
Play that song for me another time.

Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics. Amaya is hosting with the theme “holy place”. The poem’s form is a Chaucerian stanza.

Photo: “A Sunset Somewhere”

Video: lightomega’s presentation of Miten and Deva Premal’s So Much Magnificence. More about the song.

Faith

A tarot card reader told me I could predict the future, but I did not take advantage of my skill. She herself got many things right about me, or rather she got the details wrong, if one wanted to be technical about it, but the end results were all right on target, better than I expected.

That was long ago. It was the only time I ever had a reading done. I thought at the time I was skeptical enough, but I realize now that I believed every word she said. Today I am more skeptical of doctors tempting me with drugs than I am of tarot readers pushing what? Best wishes? Some good advice on what to be cautious about?

I looked for her when opportunity brought me back to that area to thank her and tell her that she was right about everything of value. I didn’t expect she would still be there, but I checked anyway. Her dark shop in the hotel lobby was replaced by a well-lit trinket merchant. No one knew what happened to her. So, instead of expressing my gratitude, I had to be satisfied with seeing a beautiful future for her through all the storms that might come to charm her life. It was basically the same future she predicted for me.

WHAT WILL COME OF US?
FLOWERS AREN’T REQUIRED TO ASK.
BLOOM, RECEIVE AND GIVE.

Text: Linked to dVerse Haibun Monday. Michelle (Mish) is hosting with the theme of “faith”.

Photos: “Morning Sands to Walk on”, above, and “The Way We Bloomed Last Year”, below.

Black and White Easter

Black and white with sky cloud-gray
Easter morning starts today.
What bright blooms will brighten Spring?
Love and praise light everything.

Text: The form of the poem is a tanaga or common meter.

Photos: “Naturally Black, White and Gray”, above, and “Sunlight Through Trees”, below, linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme “Easter in black and white”.

Breath

Coming up from stress for air,
Breathing deeply standing there,
Wond’ring if I understood–
Yes! I did. It all was good.

Text: Linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar. I am hosting today featuring the tanaga form. This form has four-line stanzas with seven syllables per line. It also permits varied rhyme patterns. For the challenge the only requirement is to construct a poem inspired by the tanaga form. It need not be an actual tanaga.

Photos: “View from the Top”, above, and “Deep Red Trail”, below.

One-Liner Wednesday — Monsters

Tell the monsters they’re forgiven. They won’t understand but maybe you will.

Linked to Linda G. Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday and Debbie Roth’s Forgiving Fridays.

I might add, if you do take my advice and talk to those monsters, don’t get too close.

Spring

Swinging from the family tree
Learning that the mystery
Isn’t what we have to know
But the joy when we let go.

Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics where Lillian is hosting with the theme of spring. Of the photos she provided for inspiration, I was thinking of the one with the two children swinging from a tree. The form of this poem is a tanaga. I will feature it on Thursday.

Photos: “Bird in Tree”, above, and the swing Lillian features, middle, and “Somewhere in Colorado Springs”, below.

Eggs

Perfect as an egg-round sign
Smoothly futures realign
With whatever comes our way–
Dreaming, waking, walking play.

Take my hand till you have grown.
Soon you will walk on your own.
Fortune will be yours to keep.
Mine was blessed to guard your sleep.

Text: Linked to dVerse Quadrille. Kim from Writing in North Norfolk is hosting with the word “egg”. The form of this poem is a tanaga.

Photos: “Lake”, above, and “River”, below.

Notions of Shadow and Light

When bright flowers bloom in Spring
Anxiousness leaves everything.
Now the light is safe to see.
Shadows seem like history.

Text: This is an example of the tanaga form. I will be featuring this form on Thursday at the dVerse Meeting the Bar at 3PM EST.

Photos: “Shadow and Light”, above, and “Shadow, Green and Red”, below, I’m linking to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with theme “notions of shadow and light”.

Soul

Some use their souls to say there is no soul. Some use their freedom claiming we’re machines denying what we know of mystery. It’s hard to tell which hell builds bigger walls to bar eternity.

There’s time to walk if we can’t run. There’s time for trees and standing still. Eternity comes passing through, patiently as sparrows do, singing pleasantly.

CHILLY EQUINOX
COMING COLD OR COMING SPRING
SPARROWS BRING NEW SOUND

Text: Linked to dVerse Open Link Night where Bjorn is hosting. I am late for dVerse Poetics where Paul was hosting, but I am using Paul’s theme of “soul”.

Photos: “Lake Michigan at Evanston”, above, and “Lake Michigan from a Park”, below.