On his quest for the truth he went far.
Back at home beauty’s wounds formed a scar.
There his enemies wait
His return, but he’s late,
Or he’s dead, misled by some dark star.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 47: Tell Me A Story!
Wow, that’s a depressing limerick. But it is only one chapter. The thing about chapters is if there is one chapter, there’s another, and the thing about heroes is just when you think they have been beaten, they come back.
Photo: “Maple” by Frank Hubeny
I’ve breathed enough to know I’m here.
I wonder why that’s so?
There is no need I might concede.
Contentedly I go.
I wonder why we stir at all
And build entangled dreams
Inhaling air refreshed with care.
Light thrills us as it beams.
Written for dVerse Quadrille # 21 “Take a Breath”.
Over the years with the air fresh or stale,
Overland with my feet as a sail
It seems I got where
I was meant to out there
But the best part of all was that trail.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 46: Over the Years!
In the old days we’d write on black slate
That would screech as the chalk scratched the plate
Or pop with each pound.
Now my mouse moves around
And my tablet sounds better than great.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 45 with a photo prompt above by condesign at Pixabay.
There are horrors that let themselves in
When the gambles I trusted won’t win.
Is God still on my side
As my crash goes to hide
In my heart like a well-deserved sin?
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 44: Horror.
It’s wetter than I want to be
And so I choose the land.
My weighty friend, great gravity,
Prefers that I should stand.
A boat is an alternative,
But some do sink out there.
Why leave the land and try to live
And float in some nowhere?
There are those creatures in that deep
Who wishy-washy roam.
I’ll count on waves of dreamy sheep.
I’d rather sleep at home.
Photo by the author Hear the author read this poem on SoundCloud.
When those Halloween spooks ring my door
I’d run to them creaking the floor.
They must wait patiently.
I move slower they see,
But I’ve treats that they’ve come looking for.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 43: Celebrations.
Enter into breathing time
Stuff may rise and fall.
It’s not our place to make it stop
Nor can we have it all.
It may not make a lot of sense.
You may wonder why.
Sparkle while you have the chance.
Decades wander by.
Written for dVerse Quadrille #19 hosted by WhimsyGizmo with the prompt “spark”.
In the Fall life will fall, but will spring
Back with Spring at its back. Love will bring
Winter’s cold, winter’s song,
Winter’s cold caught too long,
A warm heart to the heart of the thing.
Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 42: Homonyms.
Photo: “Shell and Sand” by Frank Hubeny
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 